We were awoken at 5:30 Christmas morning to Andrew throwing up all over our bathroom floor. Being sick may have put a little damper on the day; however, he wasn't about to let it ruin it. Shortly after 6 o'clock the whole house was anxious to get down stairs to see the surprises from Santa Claus. The boys were thrilled to find that Santa didn't forget them.
Amy and I received a few nice gifts from the boys.
When it was all over, Andrew and I enjoyed a nice rest on the couch . . . for I do not know how many hours.
1 comment:
it you!! your the cardinal poster! haha!:) sorry about the barfing christmas boy that is the worst but i'm glad the day was good anyway.
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