The 2015 Christmas vacation was not easy on our brood.

The plague hit our home.

It started off with the oldest child getting sick in the middle of the night one day before Christmas, which I might add here, that we were to host. at. our. home. I mean, who doesn’t want to rush right over for Christmas dinner when they know the puke bucket is out-that is not the love your family wants you to share with them. Luckily, she was better within 24 hours and we were able to clean every surface that may have flu germs on it in time to host family Christmas.

Then, the middle child fell victim the day after Christmas in the middle of the night (why must these things happen in the middle of the night?). Nothing wakes a parent up faster than the sound of a child puking-am I right? Continue reading “Waving the white flag” →