...for the flu. wow. I can't even count the number of people I've heard flu stories from in the last week. This is probably the saddest I've heard so far, but it seems that the Millars also caught the bug. Sadly, we are also one of them. Correction. Rachel caught it. Luckily, Sam, Andrew, and I squeaked by with (only) sore throats, coughs, and runny noses. Rachel seems to be over her stomach bug though (affecting both ends...we didn't bring enough diapers/wipes to CA. Ugh.), and as happy as ever. We sure didn't want to drive back across Nevada with sick kids. I can't even imagine the smell.