...has sucked big time. It started Tuesday night with C getting sick. She was better by Christmas Eve, thankfully. Christmas morning found me sick, and by afternoon B wasn't feeling too good. B and I are still sick.
Of course, even though I was sick, I was still expected to cook Christmas dinner. Had two people that were supposed to come over for that dinner. One decided to come around 5 hours early, the other around 4 hours early. And neither one of them wanted to help out in the kitchen, nor help with any of the clean up. Okay, yes, they were guests. But as a guest, you do not show up that early to a dinner you have been invited to unless you are going to help do something! And if you are 4-5 hours early, and you see the hostess is not only sick, but taking care of a sick child, then offer to do something!
R & C both said it was their best Christmas ever, so they at least enjoyed it. B enjoyed all his gifts after he took a nap. If you ask R & C what their fave gift was, they will both say, "My DS." B's fave gift seems to be his tools