Christmas humor part 2

I should really be doing a post about the New Year or pictures of Christmas, but I'll finish this debacle.

My dad, bless his heart, agreed to come rescue the girls and I. Just in time too, I almost burst into tears on the phone when he asked if he really needed to come. Yes, dad, you need to come. He brought chains, which we couldn't find anywhere and only needed to get out of our neighborhood, and then took us back up north so Dave could finish out work.

(the ball in NY just dropped...Happy New Year!)

Okay, so on our way home, about 30 minutes out, I hear this small, familiar noise coming from Eloise followed by crying and then another familiar noise. Yep, she was throwing up. It traveled.
We got her home, cleaned up and thought that was the end.

We spent a fabulous Christmas Eve together with family and then another bomb hit. From Christmas morning to the day after Christmas 16 people, yes, 16, got this stomach flu. Our time was spent watching movies, taking turns to the bathroom, and eating toast and apples. Thankfully not all 16 were there at the house.

It was definitely a Christmas to remember.

Apparently our family has strong germs. We now know that it's best to stay away from anyone for at least 3 days after the last person has gotten sick.

I've never been so happy to be home and to not see snow falling. I'm sure alot of my feelings have to do with being pregnant and stuck in a house, but still, we enjoyed time with family and the girls had a great time with cousins. Pictures will come soon.