annual family New Years Eve party - nieces and nephews in the basement, aunts and uncles upstairs. Everybody parties a little too much, sleeps over and eats donuts together in the morning.
Instead, a vicious stomach flu took us out one by one by one. My first thought as I watched our daughter hurl was "Thank God the babysitter wasn't here yet." Our sitter has called us home at least three times now because our children, or their guests were tossing it into the bowl. I'm pretty sure that if she gets just one more pukey child she's gonna start blocking our calls.
So all our fun plans were canceled and my little family took turns taking care of each other instead. When daughter was hugging the bowl, son brought her a tiny stool to sit on. When son chucked it, daughter brought him a towel. And my husband and I murmured encouraging words to each other in between yelling, "Don't jiggle the bed!". By the time New Years arrived we were all sitting on the couch red eyed, pale, exhausted and shakily clutching our glasses of flat Sprite.
Everyone fell asleep around 9pm that night except for me. Determined to welcome in 2011 with positive energy - I forced myself to stay awake so I could plant big, germy kisses on each of my sleeping family members. I have a lot of New Years resolutions for 2011. But my most important one is to never lose sight of how very much I love these three vomity-smelling people I call my family.
I wish all of you and your families a healthy and happy 2011. Let go of what is holding you back, hang tightly to that which brings you to your future and don't eat no-bake cheesecake after it's been in the fridge for more than 2 days cause I suspect that's what did us all in.
Happy New Years!