I'm having a pretty good day. I was sick for a little while but I'm up and moving now. I don't want anything to do with food but that's okay. We're currently at my in-laws and having a nice visit. The idea is to keep things brief because the kids are already on edge and we need them to sleep tonight.

The family is at their Christmas party for the evening. I was really pushing myself to go because I knew we how important it was to Lizze. I'd mapped out directions and dragged myself out of bed. I had layed down because I felt like I was gonna puke but after a few hours, I was feeling better and thought I'd be okay to go. Unfortunately, after about an hour or so of moving around, I wasn't feeling good again. I was stilling willing to push through it and at least make an appearance but Lizze insisted that I stay home and rest. Apparently, I looked about as good as I felt. Anyway, I'm not sure when everyone will be back but I haven't had the house to myself in…

It was a fun night and by fun I mean awful. Neither Elliott or Emmett ever fell asleep last night. Emmett was in a really weird place and I'm not sure what's going on with him. All of a sudden, he's terrifed of the closet in his room but can't explain why. Unfortunately, there doesn't appear to be anything we can do to comfort him. He's asked us to remove the closet door and hang drywall over the opening so it's just a wall when we're done. That's simply not an option. Even if we played along and made the closet disappear behind a wall, he'd still know it was there. He's just in a weird place right now and I'm hoping we can help him work through this. As…