My mom, dad and brother flew out the next day and the funeral was on Sat. Evelyn and I came down with the rotovirus the night before the funeral. I don't ever remember being that sick. We went through every single blanket in the house for Evelyn because she kept on throwing up. Poor thing. I somehow made it to the funeral, but didn't go to the burial. The next day everyone else, except Wyatt, got sick too. We were miserable. Luckily it only lasts about 48hrs.
My dad and brother left Christmas Day so they were able to spend the morning with the kids. That was nice. Here we are on Christmas Morning.
We hung out at the house Christmas Eve and Day since we were still contagious.