Parker woke up Christmas morning with a slight fever. He was okay, but when he ran out of steam half-way through opening presents we knew he wasn't feeling well.
So, rather than spending the afternoon at the Need's, we had a quiet afternoon at home.
Cecily didn't hate it.
Parker missed most of it.
We finally realized that he wasn't going to be better enough to go for dinner, so Keith & Cecily headed over to Woodinville and the two of us hung out at home.
Parker went to sleep and I had left-over Christmas Eve pizza and watched White Christmas. All told, it wasn't too bad as Christmases go.
