Brendan's icky Christmas eve

We had a pretty nice day. We went and had lunch with Gram. Brendan didn't eat much and didn't have his usual sparkle, but seemed okay. We went to see National Treasure (great movie) and then went to dinner. Brendan hardly ate at all, and then fell asleep at the table. Gram suggested that we just take him home and put him to bed, instead of going to look at Christmas lights as we had planned. Brendan said he wanted to go see the lights, so we went. On our second street of lights Brendan's tummy erupted. Poor guy. You all may not have wanted to hear about all that, but I just feel so bad for the little guy.