The next morning, they tore through the remainder at record speed. Ben, in particular, went so fast I couldn't keep up.
My brother and Jamey's grandmother were here for the chaos.
And after the dust settled, Ben was so eager to put together a Lego truck, with boat and trailer that Grandma gave him. Luckily, Uncle David volunteered to help him put it together. I was just amazed by how patient Ben was to work on that. I bet they sat there for at least an hour putting together the little pieces. Ben played with that thing the rest of the day. And he kept saying, "This is the best Christmas ever!"
Notice, I haven't said much about Maddie. That brings me to the not-so-good. The night before Christmas Eve, Maddie was the first to come down with the stomach flu. So she wasn't feeling so hot. She was especially run down and low-energy on Christmas. It seemed like she wasn't excited about her presents, but I'm guessing that had more to do with being sick.
Ben and I made it through Christmas and then both got sick that night. He threw up 7 times between midnight and 4 a.m. Needless to say I didn't sleep at all.
The next day, the four of us laid in the living room and stared at the TV all day. Jamey didn't get sick until Saturday, just as me and the kids were returning to normal.