Is this one of my last posts for a while? If not forever? I was awoken about an hour ago by the screams of my 4 year old. "I'm throwing up!" I rushed to his aid, only to reach him as vast rivulets of acidic chunder, filled with carrots and noodles erupted from his mouth and nose. This continued intermittently for the past hour...plus the cleanup. Now, my wife is sleeping on the plastic blowup mattress with him (as his mattress is soaked with hurl). I bid you all a fond farewell, for I envision copious ralphing in my near future.