Well no break for us this weekend.  Eli, Toby & I are nearing the end of our colds (finally!) but now Breena has come down with the stomach flu.  She had been complaining o & off about an owie tummy this morning but cobbled down her eggs for breakfast.  I knew something was up when she didn't eat chocolate chip cookie she was given at her Christmas Program rehearsal today.  As soon as we got in the car she started throwing up.  She is nestled comfortably in my lap watching tv as I write this blog.  I can tell she feels rotten.  Every few minutes she wimpers & cringes from stomach pain.  She next second she seems okay.  Hope tomorrow is better for her!