Sick Kids

Last weekend was jam packed with fun Christmas plans. We were all set, in the van, on the way to Treyton's big dance show. I ran in to get some water for the rugrats and came back out to hear Bryce saying, "We're not going." Unfortunately, Treyton got sick....all over my car. Galina had been sick for two days prior but seemed to be better the night before, certainly well enough to go and sit for a half-hour show. Apparently not. About an hour later, this is what it looked like.So no birthday party at My Gym, no Bethlehem walk through with live animals, no Santa and live reindeer, no church celebrations. All our plans were wiped out. And Bryce...poor Bryce...was outside cleaning my car. Merry Christmas.