Brennan got his birthday present delivered a little early in the form of a nice stomach bug that turned him into the kid from the Exorcist from 10 pm until 2 am last night.
I had just finished frosting 2 dozen cupcakes when the gift arrived. Poor B handled it like a champ and hardly offered one word of complaint. In fact, Chris and I had to laugh when he looked up as he crouched over the toilet, smiled and said, "Wow, this is is some tough stuff to get out of my belly."
I'll be honest. I see stomach bug and Christmas and I start to fear it may be a reprise of the year we missed Christmas completely because of children vomiting here, there and everywhere. In my attempt to be positive, I am relieved to report the current bug circulating Whoville appears to be a quickie as Brennan is completely recovered this morning.
Let's see how quickly the bug can make it through my family. It'd be nice if it stopped at the birthday boy. (fingers and toes crossed, prayers being said.) Please, let it stop with the birthday boy.
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