We skipped church today because the girls are still not 100%.  Yesterday we were driving to the library thinking everyone was still better and then Evie puked twice as much stuff as is physically possible to fit into a body her size all over herself and the inside of our car (can you say, “yucky,” class?).  Then Abby came into our room this morning and announced that she wasn’t feeling well again.  Basically the sickness sticks with us, but I’m going to watch the Super Bowl this evening in an attempt to find out if my acquaintance, Shaun O’Hara, leads his New York Giants to victory, or if he’ll have to settle for having just gone to the Super Bowl.