Christmas lows...

It all began with this guy. On the night that we arrived at G-ma and G-pa's Isaiah vomited for the first time in his life. Much to his sister's annoyance he managed to cover both mom and sis before making it to the bathroom. Little did we know that his cousin Jaide had vomited as well nearly three hours away.
And then there was Mom, Evelyn at the Christmas dinner table, Naomi during the night, Max and Ava the entire night and next morning, Jessica and Grandma in the morning, Evan and Alisa on their way home, Al before they left, and Rhonda last night.

Needless to say no one went to church on the day after Christmas and only Evelyn made it to the Christmas Eve service from our immediate family. I had been in the house for three solid days. We weren't able to visit good neighbors that were in town from Denver and no one was able to come visit us. Food was left untouched. Buckets were emptied of cookies to be used by someone's bedside. Laughter was heard throughout the house as we attempted to figure out who would be next to be hit...it was only a matter of hours until we would know for sure! Hah! It will be a Christmas to remember fondly. Only four of the seventeen family members gathered in Parker made it through this last week without illness.

Cousin Amy had made Evelyn a sign that read, "Get Well Soon, Evelyn". We hung it up for her as she slept on the living room couch while the rest of us who were able ate our Christmas meal. I had secretly hoped that a cousin would wish Evie well, but I never imagined a sign being made for her. It melted my heart! What a great thing love is and how wonderful it is when it is felt.

Thank you Jesus for loving us and coming to this earth as a tiny baby born in a dirty stable.