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I'm the last one left

There is nothing like being in the shower and hearing the door being thrown open with your husband carrying your daughter that is vomiting. You know you are heading for a great day. Sick husband, vomiting daughter and a son that says his throat hurts. I am the last one left! This weekend of gift sharring has proven too much for my group. The husband is off to the doctor, the daughter is on the couch and the son is playing with fly wheels. I am on the other hand doing loads of laundry. The Christmas count down continues. . .

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