Evie had her first stomach bug last night, and it was really sad. The poor thing looked like she'd just celebrated her 21st birthday. By 1:00 am the worst was over, and she finally got some good sleep. She's not quite back to herself yet but on her way. She's asked that you not send balloons or cards, because she can't read and loud popping noises are scary. We don't want to ever have to see her like that again, but she sure was cuddly.