Our first Christmas in our house was definitely one we'll never forget. It was not at all picture perfect, but God gave us great JOY in the midst of it all and we have the memory to look back on and laugh at. Here is the long-winded version: It all started with last weekend when we went to the church choir's musical. The boys (Jonathan and Joshua) sang in it and after their part, they left with the rest of the kids to wait until the program was over. During the program, someone came and got James. This has happened before, James getting pulled out of a service to help with some medical issue someone was having. I assumed that was it. Later he returned and Josh was with him. I figured that was just a coincidence that he brought Josh back with him to watch the rest of the program. I did think it a little strange that Josh brought a bowl of popcorn or something with him (I couldn't see in the bowl). "Couldn't he just go without that?" I thought. I found out later that he had thrown up and that is why they came and got James. That was what the bowl was for. He threw up again a couple more times later that night. No one else got sick and that was it (so we thought). James felt nauseous a couple days later, but he never threw up. On Wednesday I had 14 kids (from two families besides our own) I was caring for and half way through the day Jesse threw up. I was hoping and praying no one else would get it (one of the families did end up getting it Christmas night, sorry Charlotte).
It seemed we were all okay and we went to church on Christmas Eve, all doing pretty well. On the drive home I started to feel bad and a hour or two later I threw up. I laid on the couch and watched "A Christmas Carol" in and out of sleep. Then I went to bed and left James to put everything under the tree and stuff the stockings. He came to bed quite late. I was grateful that he wasn't sick.
During the night I awoke to Jonathan throwing up. Poor guy had his new retainer in (he got his extender out this past Tuesday). I went back to sleep, eventually. Then I was up again and couldn't sleep. Jonathan was throwing up again. I got up and him and I watched a Christmas Eve sermon on t.v. Then we went back to bed about 3:30 a.m. Later I awoke to someone running to the bathroom; it was Jay. He started throwing up. I went back to sleep and James and I were awake at 4:30 and laid in bed talking for a while. Then we decided to get up a bit after 5:00. All the kids were up by 7:00 and ready to start opening gifts. We had a few things to do first, including bathe Rachel, Jesse and Josiah, put baby Jesus in the manger, read our advent book and James and Josh ate the traditional cinnamon rolls (the rest of us weren't up to eating). Rachel and Jesse had thrown up in their beds during the night and we never heard a thing. We thought Josiah had gotten thrown up on by Jay, but we later found out that he had thrown up himself.
We finally started opening gifts. We were soon interrupted by Rachel throwing up. We'd get that cleaned up and taken care of and start on the presents again. A few minutes later Jay ran to the bathroom to vomit. We had bowls everywhere. It took us quite a while to get through all the gifts. It is a good thing we told James' parents not to come. It would have taken us a long time to open all their gifts. That worked out better for them since Betty was up until 5:00 a.m. wrapping all the gifts.
By the afternoon we were all feeling better and the vomiting had stopped. I didn't cook anything, since only James and Josh were eating. It turned out to be a very relaxing day. I even got a two and a half hour nap in the afternoon.
Saturday afternoon we ate our dinner we had planned for Christmas Day. James' parents came over and brought their 10 big bags of gifts. They always bless us with a multitude of gifts, although they have scaled back the last couple years (but not in clothes it seems). Another relaxing, but more wonderful day. I absolutely loved having Christmas fall on a Friday. I've come to the conclusion that we should celebrate Christmas on the Friday closest to December 25th every year. It is not like Jesus was born on the 25th anyways. Probably the rest of the country won't go for it. Usually James goes back to work the day after Christmas, so this was quite a treat, especially since we were sick on Christmas.
We were supposed to have James' whole family over on Saturday and we postponed that until New Year's Day. That made the whole weekend stress free. New Year's Eve we are planning (Lord willing) to have a party with friends from our Sunday School class and then the family over on Friday. It should be fun. What a wonderful holiday we have had so far! How very blessed we are. I am trying to fully enjoy these great times with our children. I know they'll be all grown before I know it.
Now onto Saturday's fun festivites
Jesse got a trampoline. You can see him jumping on it at dropshots.