Last night was a long one at our house... Beck came down with a stomach virus that wasn't pretty (all over the hallway, in fact). Don't worry. There won't be any pictures.
No one got much sleep.
Mommy was out earlier in the evening and daddy the superstar took care of everything (and sweetly didn't even call mommy to tell her what was going on...). When he had cleaned up the mess (later reflecting that he never imagined in his life that he would willingly touch someone else's vomit...) and had Beck snugly (though greenly) tucked into mommy and daddy's bed for the night, the following conversation ensued:
Alex (gently rubbing Beck's head): "I'll stay home from work with you tomorrow, honey. I just have to email my boss and let him know that I won't be in."
Beck (worriedly): "But daddy! Who will fix all the computers?"
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