Ok. So what's the deal? Is he better yet? Is he? Huh, huh? Is he better yet?
Just a side thought; if he's not better by tomorrow afternoon, you could always pitch a tent in the back yard and relegate him to that. Then, everyone else can enjoy Christmas Eve without a lot of "Mommy, could you get me a glass of water?" and "Mommy, I think I'm gonna throw up", Mommy, tell sister to quit stepping on my belly!"
But seriously, I hope T.J. is happy, healthy, and in good spirits now, and that no one else in your house has caught the dreaded bug. I wish you, your DH, and your children a truly great Christmas and New Years.
We used to wake our children at midnight just so they could toast the New Year in with us. We used our finest crystal glasses and filled them with Welch's strawberry soda to toast with, and then played some games with them. It was a treat they loved as their normal bedtime was 8:30 pm. And to a kid, what better fun is there than getting to do "adult" things with their Mom & Dad.
I'm convinced based on my own experience, both as a child and as a Father of four, that if they could, children would pick their parents over their best freind if given the chance. It's just that too many parents won't allow that. They won't play with their own kids. And to me, that's a very sad thing.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North