Ha! When will I learn not to boast about good health? The minute after our last holiday guest left, Steve started barfing. Then it was Avelyn’s turn, then Karenna’s, then mine.
The Little Drummer boy has been on repeat and it’s the girls’ favourite Christmas Carol.
It’s three in the morning when I hear her footed pajamas pad down the hallway to our bedroom. She opens the door and whispers, “Mom, I peed in my underwear.
Oldest. Smart, funny, kind, sensitive, strong, independent, artistic, social, observant, eats like a horse.
Middle. Hilarious, unique, quirky, angry, stubborn, prone to fits of rage, brilliant, dancey.
Baby.
Oh, last week was crazy.