When I was very young, we spent every Christmas with my paternal grandfather and his wife. I'm guessing I was 7 or 8 the year I got a crazy stomach virus. I remember being so miserable and wishing I could go have fun with all my cousins. My mom kept bring me my sister's "baby" juice and crackers. Seriously, is there anything worse than being sick on Christmas?
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I also remember a Christmas when both Ryan and I were sick. Other than while on vacation, there is no worse time for a kid to be sick!
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