So it's official. We have the xmas flu. I woke on the couch at 2am to find Micah beside me, holding the puke bucket. Since I'm extremely tired I just looked at him and said. Oh Micah. You got sick. Yup. On my bed.
I must be a dad. No words. No rebuking. Just get up. Gather the pillows and sheets and try not to drop chucks of puke. Shake them out outside. And start another load of laundry.
I couldn't find Lizzie. But then I saw her on the couch beside me. I think we should start a pool to see how long until I get it. My guess is never. Cause you gotta think positive.
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"Christmas Puke" (to the tune of Oh Christmas Tree)
Oh Christmas Puke, Oh Christmas Puke
Thy chunks are oh so tangy.
Oh Christmas Puke, Oh Christmas Puke
Thy love the whole poor family.
You come and visit, suddenly.
And fill the house with misery.
Oh Christmas Puke, Oh Christmas Puke.
Please be a long gone memory.
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5 comments:
here's hoping it ends with just the kids and doesn't spread to the rest of the family :)
Agreed. I'm still feeling ok!
Kids feeling better this morning!!!
Kids feeling better this morning!!!
Aaron, I am absolutely flabergasted by, and most thankful for, your terrific emails! I can only dream of ever having such a talent and knowledge as you have with the computer! Bless you for sharing with us as you do! Granddad
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