Happy Santa!
Tuckered out after a long day at school.
Our friend the goose that camped out on our front porch for a day.
Mr. Goose from inside the window.
Daddy feeding Izzy while sitting up. Such a big girl.
Well, I'm officially done nursing. Mark and I got deathly ill on Thursday the 17th with the stomach flu. We took Izzy to daycare for the day so she wouldn't get it. Mark started feeling a little better and went and got Lysol to dysinfect the house before we subjected Izzy to it. My mom and dad came down that night and took care of Izzy. Mark and I quarantined ourselves in our bedroom and didn't come out until the next day. I really appreciate my mom and dad coming down because I don't think I could have taken care of Isabella. We spent the whole next day deep cleaning and trying to recover. It ruined the whole weekend because my mom and I were suppose to finish up our Xmas shopping and we only got a little done on Sunday. I was also suppose to take Izzy to see Santa and never made it there. Ugh. First Christmas and no Santa picture. What kind of mom am I?
The rest of the week we were all feeling better and anticipating the bad weather that was headed our way. We were praying that it would hold off so we could make it home for Izzy's first Christmas. We'll let you know if we made it. Have a great holiday.
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