My poor boys have been sick for ever. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating. Wes has been sick for five days and Cam two. Wes was mostly himself today so I think the worst has defiantly past. Cam on the other hand, is just so sad. Every time I turned to look at him today he had snot, tears or goop running down his face. His eyes are swollen, his throat hurts too much to talk. Its just so sad to hear your three year old sound like Yoda. Maybe just a bit comical too...
The thing that really sucks is that we were supposed to have my family Christmas party tonight. But were sick, my brother Jason is puking (along with his four children) and my favorite cousin has whatever we have too. So our party was canceled. boo.
Upside though, Doug made it a wonderful evening anyway. He gave me a present, a book on beading, which I love. And he bought crab and yummy crusty bread for us for dinner. I must say, I made some rockin' crab tonight. We toasted out Christmas Eve Eve dinner with Lambrusco and had a quiet dinner, just us. Did I mention quiet? No kids screaming. No sneezing. No one crying. Quite. It ended up being quite a good day.
