So, on Monday when we were all feeling terrible, Rob wrote an email to Will (my brother in Chile who checks email every week on Monday). This is the email: Willis (and family), So it started with Seth- he puked a whole bunch on Christmas day, right at the dinner table. Then, Kaitlyn caught it and was tossing her cookies left and right for a day or two. I called Grammy and warned her that we'd be bringing sickness into the NMB condo, but she said we'd just pray hard. Well, evidently we don't have quite enough faith, because David woke up at 2 last night (this morning) and lost his lunch in the bathroom. No, not in the toilet- all in the bathroom. EVERYWHERE! Poor ole granddaddy was mopping up vomit for about an hour last night. In the meantime, Grammy was on the pot making crap soup. And has whipped up many more servings since then. While all the lysol was flying (your Dad cleaning), Beth was in the bed with me moaning about stomach pains. I told her to convince herself it w...