So this was the first weekend in ages that Jon did not have anything to do, and I was totally stoked because that meant we could do something fun . . . or at least overhaul our apartment. Well, Friday night we went out to eat with some friends of ours at one of our favorite resturaunts and we ate the best chips and salsa and then I ordered my favorite meal from there. Afterwards we were going to go play games but once we got to the car, I wasn't feeling so great and told Jon I needed to go home. We called and apologized to our friends and got home and 10 minutes later I lost my dinner. The rest of the night for me was spent tossing in bed and rushing to the bathroom. Not fun. Jon took care of Sevy and put her to bed and stayed up playing video games when he saw her wandering around at like 2 am. He got her back in bed and an hour or so later, she puked. Poor guy had to clean her all by himself and change her sheets and bathe her and put her back in bed. Two hours later, it happened again. Poor Jon! Somehow, he managed to spend the night cleaning and caring for the two sick girls in the household that shared a meal and because of it shared food poisoning! Thankfully, Sevy was great by the next morning. I still didn't feel so hot, so Jon still took care of me and got me 7-up and made me toast and things. I felt so bad like I had starved our poor unborn child. I'm just glad Jon ignored me when I tried to get him to finish my burrito, and that he is the type of guy willing to clean up puke! He is definetely my Super Man!