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Jack is sick. He started throwing up night before last and I thought he was starting to feel better since the last time he threw up was 5pm yesterday and he acted like his normal perky self up till bedtime (including using ornaments to 'sword fight' with Issy). He woke up with a fever and just obviously feeling awful, so off to the doctor he goes. Poor baby. We won't talk about how he basically reenacted The Scene from Carrie yesterday but with puke, and on me. Oh the joys of motherhood. Hopefully we can get him feeling better by Wednesday which is when all of our family hullabaloo starts.