Christmas Eve, let's just say we survived this one. I made a quick trip to the store in the morning. Then we had a little lunch and Brans lied down for a nap. He was in full blown flu at this point. I decided to make our holiday pies. The boys (only healthy ones this day) were full of energy and getting into all kinds of trouble. I tried sending them outside but they kept coming in. I was coming down with the flu and didn't know it yet. I had made the pie crusts but that was all. I sat down on the couch and started to cry. I just couldn't see how I could do it all with Brans out sick and myself feeling so crummy. My super hubby came out from his sick bed and took care of the crazy kids. I was able to make one pumpkin pie and then threw the rest of the dough in the garbage because there was no way I was going to have the time or energy to make any more.
I think we were blessed after that and were able to all enjoy our Christmas Eve traditions. We had our special Bethlehem Supper, delivered our secret santa gift, and headed downstairs to open the first gifts.
First we opened our PJ's. Lana had a ton of jammies so she actually got socks.
Poor baby, you can see in this picture how sick she was.
We all changed into our jammies. Caden was soooo excited about everything that he was literally rolling around on the floor.
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