To call it a “tummy-bug” hardly does it justice. It sounds way too cute for the havoc that it wreaked.
Imagine the scene. Twelve family members together in one home for Christmas, passing a “gift” none of us wanted. It played out like a bad (really bad) reality show. Every night we went to bed wondering which one of us was next to be eliminated by “the bug”. There was no way out. Paranoia grew as the days passed. In the end, 6 of the 9 adults were smacked down, including my husband and myself. Luckily, the 3 little cousins escaped without incident (so far!). Sunday was rough, as it was my little one’s 7th birthday and there was hardly an adult available to help celebrate it. We managed an outing to Friendly’s for lunch and ice cream (soup for me, thank you) and the new toys entertained the kids the rest of the day.
Yesterday we drove 7 + hours home on a wing and a prayer for an urp-free trip. Made it! Best present to date. We are still not feeling great, but it is SO good to be home. And though our trip was “The Nightmare After Christmas”, we did have some good snowman fun on Christmas Eve and a wonderful Christmas Day. It was great to see everyone…most of the time. :)
Hope your Christmas was much less eventful! I’ll be back later in the week once I’m settled and feeling chipper!