The most memorable moment at Christmas:
While Jamie and I were stopped at a gas station on our drive home to Kansas, I was leaving the Ladies Room when a young boy, around the age of 10, practically ran into me. We did the little dance where we were trying to get past each other, but to my horror he didn't make it. He puked right in front of me and I had to witness it all. Luckily I was not hit with any of the flying debris!! :) (you're welcome to all of you who have a weak stomach)