Apparently, puking is to be the way of the family.  Tristan started it last Monday and by Wednesday morning, all of us were in pretty bad digestive shape all around.  It took until Sunday for us to be considered recovered.  We weren’t too worried but we did feel really bad for Tristan, as there wasn’t much we could do to explain it all to him or offer him comfort other than lots of hugs.  We were all able to keep food down within about 6 hours of the initial puke-a-thon and Tristan resumed normal food consumption around the time I started feeling lousy.  Nothing like a nasty stomach bug to make you stop taking eating and drinking for granted!