In the past month and a half at least three of us has been sick at any given moment, but usually it's everyone.

Brayden spent one night in the hospital.

Taylor has contracted walking, no running pneumonia. It hasn't slowed him down that much.

Matt sneezes every time he walks into our apt.

Taylor had a virus, which he gave to Brayden ( note the hospital stay) and now to me.

Today I said, "oh my gosh, we're all going to die" after a sneezing/coughing fit all four of us participated in and Taylor looked at Matt and said, "Daddy we die today?" It was so sad/cute. Matt set him straight with " not today but someday."

We think it's our apt... well Matt thinks it's our apt, so we're apt searching in the middle of the freakin' semester... wish us luck! My head hurts so bad I can barely think straight.