Surely, you have heard of the legend of the Christmas Poo...the story carved out by South Park years ago. Well, we have had our own story of the Christmas Poo (you can search this site for it).
However, Christmas 2016 was the holiday of the Christmas Puke...literally!
Poor Bri developed the stomach bug that Kiff had the week before. Of course, we were worried about that but thought we were in the clear until 4:00 AM on Christmas when we heard the pitter-patter of feet. Realizing that it was much to late for Santa's arrival, it could only mean one thing - someone going to the bathroom.
The next thing we knew, we heard the unmistakable groan of someone yaking!
And Yak she did...five times on Christmas....marking a Christmas we will never forget.
Sure, we did have many great memories in spite of the raging puke - from Kiff and I watching a Godzilla movie, to some neat snacks later in the day....but this one will go down as the year of the Christmas Puke.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!
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