Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Merry Quarantined Chrismtas

Zaya woke up yesterday morning with a fever, so we missed Christmas at Grandma T's house. This morning it was even higher, so now we're also missing Christmas at Grandparents P's house in Texas. I am very sad, but there's no one to blame. It's just one of those things. At least he doesn't really seem to feel too bad. It's just this high fever and a cough.

We doped him up with Tylenol and took him just for his little pre-schooler part at the Christmas Eve Program at church last night. He did a great job, and didn't wiggle or pick his nose too much. ("Zaya, what two things are you not supposed to do at your program? I'm not supposed to wiggle and I'm not supposed to pick my nose.") He said his little line loud and clear and he and Mim both sang all their songs. I was nervous, but they did a great job, so I shouldn't have been. We had Zaya, who was dressed as a shepherd, hold his sheep Lillian to keep his hands busy. Mim was dressed as an angel and danced back and forth while she sang her songs, so she might have a little Pentecostal in her soul from mommy's side.

We left as soon as the kids' part was done, and thought Zay was doing so much better that we might go to Texas this morning, so we packed up the car and had everything ready to leave at 6:00am, but alas, it was not to be. His fever was back up, higher than yesterday, and his cough sounded worse.

The last thing Aunt Hazel needs is an American cold for Christmas. We're missing all of you guys right now, but we hope to see you again as soon as we can.


aftergrace said...

Tis the season to be sneezin. Sorry to hear that Zaya is sick. It seems that when Alli, and Ren were little you could always count on them getting sick during any holiday. I'm sure you'll be traveling soon towards the west. Give everyone my love.
Merry Christmas to all of you. xxoo

Lilibeth said...

Sorry, Zaya boy. We did have a great time and I saw lots of presents for you and for Miriam. Maybe later this week, when you are feeling better, you can go to Great-Grandma's to open them. Guess what. Great-Grandpa has a new baby calf, born on Christmas day!