After a nearly sleepless night, and with 4 out of 7 of us on the verge of puke at any moment, we wearily opened stockings or "our boots" as Sara called them.

Luke's Christmas pajamas came fresh out of the dryer at 7am and he changed back into them for Christmas morning.
Instead of bouncing up and down waiting for the 'go-ahead' on Christmas morning, 3 of our children were laying on the stairs.
There was still plenty of excitement when everyone saw their gifts, but it made us sad that the kids were so under the weather.
One second after I snapped the picture of the boys above, Luke ran to the toilet to throw up again. Our poor Mary wasn't well either.
These throw blankets that the kids received were used more than the toys on Christmas Day.
Sick or not, Michael was still able to get his Lego sets put together.
After opening presents, some of us went back to bed. At 2 in the afternoon on Christmas, little Sara threw up. Only Todd and Benjamin escaped the bug this time. We still had a great Christmas together. We watched movies and those that could handle it had dry toast and Gatorade for Christmas dinner. The Christmas oven omelet and bread that was waiting in the fridge for Christmas brunch ended up being lunch on Boxing Day instead. Luckily it was only a 24 hour bug and we're all doing great now!