I need to catch up on my posts (particularly holiday stuff) but I have to post on The Bug first.
We are not exactly sure when The Bug was contracted, but we know it hit our family unit beginning Friday December 23, Christmas Eve Eve.
Twas 2 nights before Christmas and all through (Becky's) house (where we were staying in our garden level suite);
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse (but I think Wilma, the dog, was snorfeling in her sleep).
The wool stockings were hung in the laundry room with care.
In hopes that some snow would soon be there.
Lucy and Stella were snug in their beds
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
Me in my sweat pants and Dad in his Tee
Are crossing our fingers for a long night's sleep
When behind the sofa there arose such a sound
I sprang from the (blow-up) bed to see what abound
Away to the pack'n'play I flew like a flash
There was Lucy, who threw up something resembling hash
The twinkling lights on the fake christmas tree
Gave a glistening lustre to the vomit that be
When what to my horrified eyes should appear
But her twin sister, had also vomited quite near
With little midnight oomph, not so lively and quick
I knew in a moment that they must be sick
More rapid than reindeer, the hash flew and it soiled
At least 7 times that night- oh how we recoiled!
Oh Lucy! Oh Stella! What did you eat?
Oh the smells, oh the sounds, couldn't be beat
Day after day and still not well
Even skipped Christmas morning which was not swell
Wasn't much we could do but give kisses and hugs
Finally after 5 days they nixed the (hum) Bug
The bad news, is that it appeared as though this Bug was quite contagious as many family and friends that were within arms reach caught it as well-- we're sorry!
We are not exactly sure when The Bug was contracted, but we know it hit our family unit beginning Friday December 23, Christmas Eve Eve.
Twas 2 nights before Christmas and all through (Becky's) house (where we were staying in our garden level suite);
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse (but I think Wilma, the dog, was snorfeling in her sleep).
The wool stockings were hung in the laundry room with care.
In hopes that some snow would soon be there.
Lucy and Stella were snug in their beds
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
Me in my sweat pants and Dad in his Tee
Are crossing our fingers for a long night's sleep
When behind the sofa there arose such a sound
I sprang from the (blow-up) bed to see what abound
Away to the pack'n'play I flew like a flash
There was Lucy, who threw up something resembling hash
The twinkling lights on the fake christmas tree
Gave a glistening lustre to the vomit that be
When what to my horrified eyes should appear
But her twin sister, had also vomited quite near
With little midnight oomph, not so lively and quick
I knew in a moment that they must be sick
More rapid than reindeer, the hash flew and it soiled
At least 7 times that night- oh how we recoiled!
Oh Lucy! Oh Stella! What did you eat?
Oh the smells, oh the sounds, couldn't be beat
Day after day and still not well
Even skipped Christmas morning which was not swell
Wasn't much we could do but give kisses and hugs
Finally after 5 days they nixed the (hum) Bug
The bad news, is that it appeared as though this Bug was quite contagious as many family and friends that were within arms reach caught it as well-- we're sorry!
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