Christmas was a little different this year. A nasty stomach bug ran through our house, Quinton and Miles had it the week before Christmas, and Warren and I were sick the week of. Being a puking mom on Christmas Eve is probably at the very top of my list of things I never want to do again. Quinton, Barry, and I actually had a bit of a cold, too.
Luckily we recovered after a few days and we were able to go up to Rigby to visit family. We played games, went bowling, and ate at Pizza Pie Cafe.

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