Merry Influenza Christmas

Christmas in a nutshell:  We fought the flu, and the flu won.  We were down and out for a full week, pretty much cancelled all Christmas festivities, shut ourselves in, didn't get out of jammies for about a week, washed sheets every day, drugged everyone up with tylenol and little Parker with Tamiflu.  Bless the grandmoms -- they dropped off food and crafts on the front door and waived at us through the windows.  Poor Ella was hit the hardest.  High fever for a full week!

Cookies iced with influenza.  Who wants one?

Christmas is magic even when you're sick.

Santa called!

A snotty reading of the Polar Express.

Santa's not afraid of flu germs, right?