festivities, freezing, & fevers

I love blogging.

Here I sit, eating fudge & sipping the best
hot apple cider.
The tree is up & sparkling.
We watched 50 bazillion Hallmark movies
this weekend.
My babes are tucked in.
My Hunk is near me watching the Jazz play.
Sounds dreamy, hmmmm?
But......the weekend has been
ROUGH.
All my 3 darlings were/are SICK.
Which also means that I
took hardly any pictures.

Oh, Bugg.
He's been feverish all weekend.
Glassy-eyed and lethargic.
He is so silent when he throws up,
even coming out his nose.
He is the most patient lil' dude.
Today, Mia dropped a glass ornament
and Bugg laughed at the sound.
Good sign!
But he still had a fever when I put him to bed.
(Why must special kids get sick, too?!)
We did manage to pack in a lot of goodness
before the fevers started up.............

Mia doorbell ditches on
Thanksgiving Eve.

Breakfast on Thanksgiving morn.
Sausage legs & feathers,
blueberry eyeball,
jam gobbler.

Bugg sleeps while Dada, Mia,
& Uncle J jam before Thanksgiving dinner.

A sickie Ella sits with Uncle J.

Brian & his bros throw the football in
FreeeEEEEEeeezing weather.

my brother's "milk mustache" drawing

Grandpa & Rooskii

Mia & cousin Ashtyn make
apple turkeys

Let me spell it out:
F.U.D.G.E.
That's fudge, baby!
Tradition!

watching "Little Women"
Tradition!

Mia got the energy up during the Tylenol high
to help decorate the tree and
discover Christmas treasures that have been boxed up.
She let me put her hair back to keep it out of
her mouth while she was leaning over a bowl.
The girl is SO picky about me touching her hair.
Is it not the saddest thing in the world
to have pathetically sick kids?!

Bree fluffs the branches on the raddest
artificial tree.

the view from Bugg's window

Hope you have a warm & snuggly
week!
Pray for us!
Mamas can NOT get sick.