1:30 am -- Eldest twerp wakes us to tell us middle twerp vomited in her room. Those words were not adequate. Indiana Jones had to save the day.
2:00 am -- Bathing dried vomit out of middle twerps hair
2:30 am -- Laundry with dried vomit began its cycle in the washer
3:00 am -- Everyone back in bed, I sleep on couch to listen for any signs from baby twerp
4:45 am -- Eldest twerp races to the bathroom with weeping and gnashing of teeth. Vomit spews.
5:00 am -- Baby Twerp begins crying and his belly is making noises like a submarine.
5:30 am -- Indiana Jones sleeps with baby twerp on couch
5:45 am -- Eldest twerp in bath
6:00 am -- Round diarrhea begins
Anyone want to come over for dinner?