Firstborn has come down with something - probably the same thing I had Monday. He's feverish, he's nauseated, he's lethargic. (Seriously - Beautiful Wife offered to let him play video games yesterday, and he said, "I think I'd rather just lie here." Clearly, something is terribly wrong.)
So if you're reading this, odds are very good that I'm home watching the kiddo. But that's okay, really. It's all part of the Joyous And Fulfilling Bonding Experience that is life as a parent.
Update: I have now dropped Firstborn off with his Nana, and I'm back at work. Got a decent amount of sleep last night, buy I got it in two- and three-hour chunks, since I had to keep waking up and checking his temperature. Oy.