I spent this weekend with my family celebrating the first Christmas of the season.
I'm lucky because my side of the family picks a weekend well before the actual day to get together instead of expecting everyone to travel like maniacs trying to get all their visiting done at once.
I drove up to my parents' house early Saturday and we headed to NW Indiana to our annual pot luck eating extravaganza.
It was fun to see family I don't see but once (or twice, if I'm lucky) a year. Our family is so big that we have to rent a space to meet at. No one's house is big enough to hold us all. Even with some of our crew missing, it was still a tight fit.
The girls and I headed back to my parents' house afterwards and opened even more gifts. We spent the night and the next morning my Mom said that she had been sick in the night. At first she thought it might be food poisoning so we tried to compare and contrast what each of us had or didn't have because my Dad, the girls and I were all fine.
We left for home earlier than planned because I could see my poor Mom was exhausted.
We weren't 2 minutes from home when I heard Mina from the back seat, "Mom...I kind of feel like I have to puke."
Now, if you have children under the age of 12 you know that when your kid says they think they might throw up, you have about .005 seconds to get them somewhere acceptable to spew.
By the time they say they are going to be sick, it's already too late.
As soon as she blessed her lap and her booster seat with breakfast she said she felt "much much better".
I called Jim from the car to make sure he had supplies at the ready. I cracked the windows and told the girls to sit tight for the next few blocks. I have to say, Mina was a real trooper. She had to sit in her own barf for what probably felt like an eternity and didn't complain once. She'll make a fine college student, no?
I don't think it's the flu. She was hungry for lunch and dinner and has been playing sans whining or fever for a few hours now.
I'm just holding my breath for Audrey's inevitable puke-fest in the middle of the night.
I cannot have gotten off this easily, can I?
For Your Scrapbook
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- Hey you! Don't watch that! Watch this!
- An open letter
- Over the river and through the woods...
- And then my brain exploded and my arm fell off
- One time I was in a band
- Just Because You Can Doesn't Mean You Should
- One Christmas down
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- Out of the mouths of babes
- I'm Done
- Son of the son of the...It's a fun story thing.
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- She lives!
- Giving my Health Insurance a Work Out
- ▼ December (18)