Everyone always says to "write down what the kids say". I didn't even finish their baby books. I am terrible. But I do have a pretty stellar memory, 60% of the time.
I am going to just start a list on here and update it. Verona's language is more advanced then Trent's, but he is catching up and has some cute sayings.Side note. All alcoholic drinks (wine, beer, liquor) are called "booze" in our house. And sometimes I call what I don't want to share booze as well.
Last week: Andy was pouring himself some whiskey over his pepsi and ice.
V: What is that?
A: It's booze
V: Oh I LOVE Booze!!
A: No you don't, it's only for Daddy's and Mommy's
V: Yeh, I LOVE booze, it's my favorite.
A: Riiight, no it's not.
Verona is crying uncontrollably after being woken up from nap. (it was passed the time to get up)
T: STOP STOP RONA, STOP IT!!!
V: Wahhh, wahhh, I need mommy,
T: No MOMMY for you, STOP IT!
Glad to have someone on my side who dislikes crying too.
While driving..
T: We will, we will wock you
Me: Trent, where did you learn that song?
T: We will , we will wock you (over and over and over and over)
V: Shake your booty!
Me; What???
V: Shake it mommy!
Me: Where did you hear that?
V: I don't know
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Nothing much
September has been quiet. Thank goodness!! After a very busy summer, we have been able to be home every weekend and it is wonderful!!
The weather has cooled down to the upper 80's, so we are hitting up the local parks again.
This park, Baroni, is right by our house. When we found "our" house, it didn't have the biggest backyard. Our backyard is our in ground pool, some grass area, a large paved area where a spa used to be, and then our patio where the kids play, we BBQ, and relax. So the fact that a park is a 2 minute walk away was perfect. We treat the park like our back yard and let the kids run wild. In the pictures above, it started at 88 with a slight breeze, then turned into 92 with no breeze. They were sweating and red faced after playing.
I have been working on turning the kids' room into less nursery and more toddler. I may have stated in January......of 2013. I am almost done. I have ZERO interior design/decorating sense so Pinterest has been a blessing. I will post pictures when I am done, which will hopefully be this weekend.
Andy and I (OK, just Andy) are re-painting our bedroom.The previous owners had this dark ocean blue color and it is just tooo dark for us. So after buying 3 different samples from Lowes, we chose a warmish gray color. I like it a lot, and am thankful that Andy knows I am a slow and terrible painter and is doing this without my help.
This month has also been the month for babies! My dear friend Brynn had her twin girls a few weeks ago and they are of course adorable. My friend Cathi is currently IN LABOR and I can't wait to find out what the baby is.
October is going to be BUSY BUSY BUSY, so the posts will be more entertaining(?), longer, funnier(doubtful), full of pictures of food(!) and more.
The weather has cooled down to the upper 80's, so we are hitting up the local parks again.
I have been working on turning the kids' room into less nursery and more toddler. I may have stated in January......of 2013. I am almost done. I have ZERO interior design/decorating sense so Pinterest has been a blessing. I will post pictures when I am done, which will hopefully be this weekend.
Andy and I (OK, just Andy) are re-painting our bedroom.The previous owners had this dark ocean blue color and it is just tooo dark for us. So after buying 3 different samples from Lowes, we chose a warmish gray color. I like it a lot, and am thankful that Andy knows I am a slow and terrible painter and is doing this without my help.
This month has also been the month for babies! My dear friend Brynn had her twin girls a few weeks ago and they are of course adorable. My friend Cathi is currently IN LABOR and I can't wait to find out what the baby is.
October is going to be BUSY BUSY BUSY, so the posts will be more entertaining(?), longer, funnier(doubtful), full of pictures of food(!) and more.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Potty Update and then some
If you don't like reading or talking about Poo or Pee, please skip down to wear the *********** start. It's nothing graphic, just mom talk.
So after letting Verona wear "big girl" panties (Gerber potty training pants), with the plastic cover on them she was dry for nap and then some. She has had a few accidents,but I am doing a small, tiny routine with her. Every morning when she gets up, (6:16, kill me now) I used to try and convince her to snuggle in my bed, now I just say screw it, and get up. I take her to the potty. She get's a sticker for going. When we get back from the gym around 11:40, she goes potty, puts on big girl panties. Before nap, potty. After nap, potty. I pray for no accidents the rest of the afternoon. It takes a lot to get her to go potty in the afternoon because we are usually doing art, playing, reading, something more fun then potty. Before bed, potty. We are waiting for her to get over the hurdle and just go #2 on the potty, but that's not happening any time at all. So I read some advice on the on baby center. Ask the kid why? What a novel idea, so I did. V, why don't you want to go poo? "It scary" oh. Hmm. So after some more reading I wrote a contract and her sign in. It's not to early for negotiating tactics is it? The contracts stipulates that once she goes poo 3 times on the potty, I will take her to the dollar store and she may pick 1 toy. I signed it, then she "signed it" her signature these days is her face that she draws, which has REALLY REALLY big eyes. I then took her to Michael;s and let her pick out some poo poo stickers. She only get's to use these stickers when she goes poo. She picked flowers, starts, beach wear, and Russian nesting dolls. The stickers for pee are working awesome. I change them out, and print out different charts for her, and she LOVES putting them on. Sometimes she is so excited to go pee, she doesn't remember to ask for a sticker.
Andy thought he should introduce Trent to the potty. Oh man. Hilarious. He stood there, like "Now what?" He is down with flushing the toilet, so at least that isn't scary to either of the kids. I meanwhile sit Trent on the potty, try and convince him to go pee, he looks at me, smiles, and says, Ta da! He now says I go pee pee, but he wants in on the sticker fun, so I printed up a sticker chart for him, and told him when he goes pee he can put his own stickers on his own chart. We will see. He has now started being sneaky with his poo. When we can tell he is obviously going in his diaper, we ask him "Trent, you going poo?" he looks at us, smiles, says No, then wanders off to a more private part of the house. Silly. He cheers Verona on, gives her high 5's and fist bumps, claps, all the happy and supportive things, so I am glad he understands how great potty training is.
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We have been super busy. We did swim lessons for August, twice a week for 4 weeks. The kids went from not wanting to put their face in the water, not able to climb out of the pool using the ledge, not closing mouth AND eyes at the same time for when they went under to being able to all of it. Well, Trent struggles to pull himself out of the pool, and they both hate being on their backs. We are continuing lessons, once a week, for the next 7 weeks.
The kiddo's have also been doing a weekly art class through Parks and Rec. It has been really fun. Painting with potato mashers, plastic animals, and other not normal items. Plus the paint is all non-toxic, and washable, so I am more than happy to let them get dirty. So much, that I bought some paint for them to play with at home.!
Andy's middle brother, Matt, moved back to Chico. It's been nice to see him more often and spend time with him. The kid's love having Uncle Matt around, and he even baby sat for us one night last week so Andy and I could go do our Fantasy Football Draft.
The weather cooled down for a week, and it was amazing,but alas, we are back to mid- upper 90's. I know I *shouldn't* complain, that there are people in Western Oregon and Washington that don't get a summer, but damn it, I want some low 80's!!
Here are some pics of them from the past few weeks.
So after letting Verona wear "big girl" panties (Gerber potty training pants), with the plastic cover on them she was dry for nap and then some. She has had a few accidents,but I am doing a small, tiny routine with her. Every morning when she gets up, (6:16, kill me now) I used to try and convince her to snuggle in my bed, now I just say screw it, and get up. I take her to the potty. She get's a sticker for going. When we get back from the gym around 11:40, she goes potty, puts on big girl panties. Before nap, potty. After nap, potty. I pray for no accidents the rest of the afternoon. It takes a lot to get her to go potty in the afternoon because we are usually doing art, playing, reading, something more fun then potty. Before bed, potty. We are waiting for her to get over the hurdle and just go #2 on the potty, but that's not happening any time at all. So I read some advice on the on baby center. Ask the kid why? What a novel idea, so I did. V, why don't you want to go poo? "It scary" oh. Hmm. So after some more reading I wrote a contract and her sign in. It's not to early for negotiating tactics is it? The contracts stipulates that once she goes poo 3 times on the potty, I will take her to the dollar store and she may pick 1 toy. I signed it, then she "signed it" her signature these days is her face that she draws, which has REALLY REALLY big eyes. I then took her to Michael;s and let her pick out some poo poo stickers. She only get's to use these stickers when she goes poo. She picked flowers, starts, beach wear, and Russian nesting dolls. The stickers for pee are working awesome. I change them out, and print out different charts for her, and she LOVES putting them on. Sometimes she is so excited to go pee, she doesn't remember to ask for a sticker.
Andy thought he should introduce Trent to the potty. Oh man. Hilarious. He stood there, like "Now what?" He is down with flushing the toilet, so at least that isn't scary to either of the kids. I meanwhile sit Trent on the potty, try and convince him to go pee, he looks at me, smiles, and says, Ta da! He now says I go pee pee, but he wants in on the sticker fun, so I printed up a sticker chart for him, and told him when he goes pee he can put his own stickers on his own chart. We will see. He has now started being sneaky with his poo. When we can tell he is obviously going in his diaper, we ask him "Trent, you going poo?" he looks at us, smiles, says No, then wanders off to a more private part of the house. Silly. He cheers Verona on, gives her high 5's and fist bumps, claps, all the happy and supportive things, so I am glad he understands how great potty training is.
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We have been super busy. We did swim lessons for August, twice a week for 4 weeks. The kids went from not wanting to put their face in the water, not able to climb out of the pool using the ledge, not closing mouth AND eyes at the same time for when they went under to being able to all of it. Well, Trent struggles to pull himself out of the pool, and they both hate being on their backs. We are continuing lessons, once a week, for the next 7 weeks.
The kiddo's have also been doing a weekly art class through Parks and Rec. It has been really fun. Painting with potato mashers, plastic animals, and other not normal items. Plus the paint is all non-toxic, and washable, so I am more than happy to let them get dirty. So much, that I bought some paint for them to play with at home.!
Andy's middle brother, Matt, moved back to Chico. It's been nice to see him more often and spend time with him. The kid's love having Uncle Matt around, and he even baby sat for us one night last week so Andy and I could go do our Fantasy Football Draft.
The weather cooled down for a week, and it was amazing,but alas, we are back to mid- upper 90's. I know I *shouldn't* complain, that there are people in Western Oregon and Washington that don't get a summer, but damn it, I want some low 80's!!
Here are some pics of them from the past few weeks.
Snuggling in the morning
At the gymnastics place for their play date
Snuggling during nap time
Trying on V's bow
Art Class
Hanging out at Ryan and Melissa's house
Trying on clothes from Oma and Opa
Drawing at home
Outline of Verona, she is doing the face
Finger painting, or if Trent, Face Painting
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Copy Cats and Iron Traps
These kid's have turned into such the little copycats. Not only what we say, which is more of a mimic, but our actions. Verona was being sassy last night, so to tease her I put my hands on my hips. She turned around, and looked at me, put her hands on her hips, and said "No you don't!" Whoa!!
If I say something, she and Trent copy it. It's like that kid in school that says everthing you say just to drive you crazy.
But what I find astounding is their memory. Yesterday I called my BFF Jenn so we could face time. We talked for a long time, and kids got to see her dog, and make Jenn laugh.
Last night, I wanted to see what Verona remembered from the conversation. I mean, she's 2, she will cry about a toy, get distracted and go on to something else. When Andy came home, I had her tell him about the call.
Me: V, who did we talk to today?
V: Genn (Jenn)
Me; Does Jenn have a dog?
V; Yes, Lucy the doggie.
Me: Was Lucy awake or sleeping when you saw her?
V: She was sleeping, ahhh, Lucy sleepy
She remembered Jenn's name, the dog's name, and that Lucy was sleeping. I was pretty impressed, considering the conversation had been over 6 hours before hand.
Today, we were leaving the grocery store, which is across the street from Costco. And this interaction happend:
V: Oh mommy, we get hot dogs and gas at Costco?
What?!?! She knows this is where we get gas, and we get hotdogs? Crazy memory!!
Kitty Corner-ish from us is Andy's BFF Rick and his wife Steph. We hang out with them quite a lot. They have a Maltese named Kingston. Verona was afraid of Kingston until this year. Now, when we drive by their house (which we have to in order to leave the neighborhood) She says "We go to doggie's house?" Once in a great while she will say "Oh that Rick's house", or "Steph home?"
Trent's language is really blossoming. But lately he has started this "I want I want I want" which goes for everything from food, to your shoes, to bath, to books. And whenever he accomplishes something, he ALWAYS says "Yeh, we did it!" with such enthusiasm and a huge smile, you can't help but laugh and smile with him.
They are two very polite kids as well. My friend Shannon has 4 boys, and they are the most polite children you will ever meet. Andy and I have worked hard to make sure they say Please, Thank you, no Thank you. I even got them a manner's book 6 months ago and it has helped.
Example: Verona, would you like some more peas?
V: No thank you, I am fine.
Trent, would you like some milk?
T; More More (with the sign) Milk yes please!
We have been working on saying excuse me when they burp. Trent laughs and it usually ends with him being indignant and refusing to say excuse me. That doesn't fly with us. We also won't let them use their hands to eat with. This has backfired when they keep their hands to their sides, bend their heads forward and try to eat like a dog. Oops.
And I may have accidentally potty trained Verona today. Not sure. She has been going #1 at least 2-3 times a day and getting stickers. But before nap today, she refused to put on her diaper and only wanted big girl panties(gerber training pants with the plastic cover over them). Will have to see how this turns out. I let her know that we don't' pee in the big girl panties, and if she does, she will need to wear a diaper. Probably not a pro way of going at it, but I HAVE to have diapers in the house because Trent is no where even close to potty training. I mean, the kid still stands out in the open, holds on to the table, and goes all red in the face for #2.
The good news is I have her bed all set up. On her mattress is a cover, then I have a large piece of PUL fabric with a sheet over it. Then I have a re-usable waterproof bed pad (like the kind from a medical supply store) with a sheet over that. This way, it is quick to change her bed and put her back in it.
Potty training scares the crap out of me. I mean, when you have been relying on diapers for over 2.5 years, it can get difficult. But the thought of not having to buy more diapers, is amazing. Will let you know how it goes!
If I say something, she and Trent copy it. It's like that kid in school that says everthing you say just to drive you crazy.
But what I find astounding is their memory. Yesterday I called my BFF Jenn so we could face time. We talked for a long time, and kids got to see her dog, and make Jenn laugh.
Last night, I wanted to see what Verona remembered from the conversation. I mean, she's 2, she will cry about a toy, get distracted and go on to something else. When Andy came home, I had her tell him about the call.
Me: V, who did we talk to today?
V: Genn (Jenn)
Me; Does Jenn have a dog?
V; Yes, Lucy the doggie.
Me: Was Lucy awake or sleeping when you saw her?
V: She was sleeping, ahhh, Lucy sleepy
She remembered Jenn's name, the dog's name, and that Lucy was sleeping. I was pretty impressed, considering the conversation had been over 6 hours before hand.
Today, we were leaving the grocery store, which is across the street from Costco. And this interaction happend:
V: Oh mommy, we get hot dogs and gas at Costco?
What?!?! She knows this is where we get gas, and we get hotdogs? Crazy memory!!
Kitty Corner-ish from us is Andy's BFF Rick and his wife Steph. We hang out with them quite a lot. They have a Maltese named Kingston. Verona was afraid of Kingston until this year. Now, when we drive by their house (which we have to in order to leave the neighborhood) She says "We go to doggie's house?" Once in a great while she will say "Oh that Rick's house", or "Steph home?"
Trent's language is really blossoming. But lately he has started this "I want I want I want" which goes for everything from food, to your shoes, to bath, to books. And whenever he accomplishes something, he ALWAYS says "Yeh, we did it!" with such enthusiasm and a huge smile, you can't help but laugh and smile with him.
They are two very polite kids as well. My friend Shannon has 4 boys, and they are the most polite children you will ever meet. Andy and I have worked hard to make sure they say Please, Thank you, no Thank you. I even got them a manner's book 6 months ago and it has helped.
Example: Verona, would you like some more peas?
V: No thank you, I am fine.
Trent, would you like some milk?
T; More More (with the sign) Milk yes please!
We have been working on saying excuse me when they burp. Trent laughs and it usually ends with him being indignant and refusing to say excuse me. That doesn't fly with us. We also won't let them use their hands to eat with. This has backfired when they keep their hands to their sides, bend their heads forward and try to eat like a dog. Oops.
And I may have accidentally potty trained Verona today. Not sure. She has been going #1 at least 2-3 times a day and getting stickers. But before nap today, she refused to put on her diaper and only wanted big girl panties(gerber training pants with the plastic cover over them). Will have to see how this turns out. I let her know that we don't' pee in the big girl panties, and if she does, she will need to wear a diaper. Probably not a pro way of going at it, but I HAVE to have diapers in the house because Trent is no where even close to potty training. I mean, the kid still stands out in the open, holds on to the table, and goes all red in the face for #2.
The good news is I have her bed all set up. On her mattress is a cover, then I have a large piece of PUL fabric with a sheet over it. Then I have a re-usable waterproof bed pad (like the kind from a medical supply store) with a sheet over that. This way, it is quick to change her bed and put her back in it.
Potty training scares the crap out of me. I mean, when you have been relying on diapers for over 2.5 years, it can get difficult. But the thought of not having to buy more diapers, is amazing. Will let you know how it goes!
Friday, August 2, 2013
Santa Barbara
I was so crazy yesterday that I totally forgot we went to Santa Barbara the day before we left Solvang. SB is only 38 miles,and I had never been there before. I was super excited. The drive there was nice, a little curvy for my liking, but it was beautiful. I think it was the kiddo's first time seeing the open ocean.
We walked around the main drag in down town. We stopped at Pinkberry. Oh my gosh. I have heard about Pinkberry,from celebrities and in magazines. It was amazing. We got watermelon and peach. They kids devoured it. Most Fro Yo has an iciness to it. This was creamy and cold, just like yogurt. I want a Pinkberry in Chico now.
We met Diana, Terri and Andy's dad at this awesome fish and chip's place, Mac's They were so nice there, and the fish and chips were out of this world. We decided to walk down to the wharf/pier and check it out. It was sunny and hot, but the nice wind off the water cooled you down instantly. We didn't spend a ton of time in SB, but a new hours was nice. I would love to go back, just Andy and I and spend more time looking around. It was very beautiful!
We met Diana, Terri and Andy's dad at this awesome fish and chip's place, Mac's They were so nice there, and the fish and chips were out of this world. We decided to walk down to the wharf/pier and check it out. It was sunny and hot, but the nice wind off the water cooled you down instantly. We didn't spend a ton of time in SB, but a new hours was nice. I would love to go back, just Andy and I and spend more time looking around. It was very beautiful!
Awkward................
Before I get to my forgotten post, I came across this tumblr site via Awakward Family Photo's. There is something I find endearing about not only mine, but other's awkward school photo's. It tells a story of how we were feeling, not just looking that day. This tumblr site is awesome. Sure it gives a photo of someone when they were not looking their best, but they tell a story about that time in their lives.
For me, I never felt awkward, that may sound strange, but I also am never embarrassed. When ever I have been in a group activity and am asked, what is your most embarrassing moment, I struggle, because I don't' have one. I don't care. When I have said stupid things that most people would get red in the face about and shrink in their chair I just say, yup I did that. I own it. I am proud of the silly things I have said and done. That is what made me who I am. And those awkward pictures. Those are the best.
One could say my "awkward" stage started in 6th grade. To quote the great writer, Britney Spears, "I'm not a girl, not yet a woman' rings pretty true. I had unruly curly hair, a mom that loves scarves, and a pension for button up sweaters. Thus, my Flight Attendant school picture. For years I would get ragged on for that. But I owned it. And you know why? Everyone remembered me and what I wore that day, but they couldn't' tell me what they wore that day because they didn't take a risk.
Towards the end of 7th grade going into 8th grade I had graduated to hippie/tomboy status. I was wearing my dead grandmother's clothes and shoes. (She died in 1992), this was 1992/93/94. I loved her clothes. Polyester pants suits, bring colored sandals. I wore bell bottom's, and yin/yang necklaces, had a perm (why, because my curly hair wasn't curly enough). In 9th grade I cut my hair and wore a pony tail every single day. I wore my grandmother's bright plastic yellow flowered button up shirt for school pictures. My parents didn't care, they knew I was being true to me. People laughed, I didn't care.
In 10th grade I would wear this dress my mom wore in the 70's to school .It was long, and flowy and oh so comfortable. And very hippie. I loved it. People commented, I didn't care. I slowly got some style, thanks to MTV's The Grind and my older cousin Sarah's sense of fashion. I am still not fashionable, my bff Jenn has a wardrobe that I would die for. She is always so put together. And Steph my friend and neighbor, always looks amazing. I didn't start plucking/waxing/threading my crazy eyebrows until I was 23! Yeh. 23! I once had an ex-bf say to me" even your eyebrows are naturally curly" yet I wasn't embarrassed, I just said " some girls are lucky"
So next time you see a friend or family member with an awkward photo, ask them to tell you what they were feeling like at the time. There maybe a surprise story in there for you to hear.
For me, I never felt awkward, that may sound strange, but I also am never embarrassed. When ever I have been in a group activity and am asked, what is your most embarrassing moment, I struggle, because I don't' have one. I don't care. When I have said stupid things that most people would get red in the face about and shrink in their chair I just say, yup I did that. I own it. I am proud of the silly things I have said and done. That is what made me who I am. And those awkward pictures. Those are the best.
One could say my "awkward" stage started in 6th grade. To quote the great writer, Britney Spears, "I'm not a girl, not yet a woman' rings pretty true. I had unruly curly hair, a mom that loves scarves, and a pension for button up sweaters. Thus, my Flight Attendant school picture. For years I would get ragged on for that. But I owned it. And you know why? Everyone remembered me and what I wore that day, but they couldn't' tell me what they wore that day because they didn't take a risk.
Towards the end of 7th grade going into 8th grade I had graduated to hippie/tomboy status. I was wearing my dead grandmother's clothes and shoes. (She died in 1992), this was 1992/93/94. I loved her clothes. Polyester pants suits, bring colored sandals. I wore bell bottom's, and yin/yang necklaces, had a perm (why, because my curly hair wasn't curly enough). In 9th grade I cut my hair and wore a pony tail every single day. I wore my grandmother's bright plastic yellow flowered button up shirt for school pictures. My parents didn't care, they knew I was being true to me. People laughed, I didn't care.
In 10th grade I would wear this dress my mom wore in the 70's to school .It was long, and flowy and oh so comfortable. And very hippie. I loved it. People commented, I didn't care. I slowly got some style, thanks to MTV's The Grind and my older cousin Sarah's sense of fashion. I am still not fashionable, my bff Jenn has a wardrobe that I would die for. She is always so put together. And Steph my friend and neighbor, always looks amazing. I didn't start plucking/waxing/threading my crazy eyebrows until I was 23! Yeh. 23! I once had an ex-bf say to me" even your eyebrows are naturally curly" yet I wasn't embarrassed, I just said " some girls are lucky"
So next time you see a friend or family member with an awkward photo, ask them to tell you what they were feeling like at the time. There maybe a surprise story in there for you to hear.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
McDonald's............ugh
We got up at 1:30 to leave and my stomach wasn't feeling top notch. I pushed through and we left. We were needing a place to feed the kids and change them so we stopped at a McDonald's, I don't even know where because I was so sick to my stomach I didn't even care. We don't' eat at McDonald's. I read Fast Food Nation 10 years ago and was turned off. Blech. But we stopped. And we let the kids eat there. Lest you think I am going to allow them to put whatever junk in them you are wrong. They had oatmeal. And they sorta liked it, except it was too watery. I was feeling better and against my better judgement, Andy had won a free breakfast sandwhich (Monopoly was going on) so I got a Sausage Biscuit with Egg. It was free. Oh man, my body hated me.
For the rest of the drive home all I could do was moan, shut my eyes, and hope that I wouldn't' puke. I wanted to so bad, but we were driving and I knew it would slow us down. I kept putting Sesame Street on for the kids to watch and feeding them animal crackers and what ever else I had to make them be quiet since I was feeling so sick. We got home around 10:40 and I went straight to bed after bring a kid inside. I don't even know what kid I brought in, that's how sick I was. Andy was amazing, and un packed the car, fed the kids, played with them while I wallowed in bed, finally getting sick. I felt much better.
But Saturday rolled around, and then Andy was sick and throwing up. Then Verona. I had forgotten that one night in Solvang Trent had thrown up. But he was fine so I didn't think anything of it. What ever came through our house was terrible. Andy and I put Mary Poppins on and hoped the kids could make their own dinner and survive.
We were bummed about getting sick. We had all these awesome plans for the weekend since we had gotten home so early on a Friday. We had to miss a bbq with Rick and Steph, yard work, (our lawn hasn't been mowed in 2-3 weeks, I lost count), pool time with the kids, you name it.
It took me until Monday night to start feeling back to normal. Then there was a mountain of laundry to do and the house was a mess. Being sick sucks.
So the lesson was, if you don't feel good, DO NOT EAT McDonald's!!!!!
Here are the kids all chipper and happy, while mom and dad were down for the count in our bed.
For the rest of the drive home all I could do was moan, shut my eyes, and hope that I wouldn't' puke. I wanted to so bad, but we were driving and I knew it would slow us down. I kept putting Sesame Street on for the kids to watch and feeding them animal crackers and what ever else I had to make them be quiet since I was feeling so sick. We got home around 10:40 and I went straight to bed after bring a kid inside. I don't even know what kid I brought in, that's how sick I was. Andy was amazing, and un packed the car, fed the kids, played with them while I wallowed in bed, finally getting sick. I felt much better.
But Saturday rolled around, and then Andy was sick and throwing up. Then Verona. I had forgotten that one night in Solvang Trent had thrown up. But he was fine so I didn't think anything of it. What ever came through our house was terrible. Andy and I put Mary Poppins on and hoped the kids could make their own dinner and survive.
We were bummed about getting sick. We had all these awesome plans for the weekend since we had gotten home so early on a Friday. We had to miss a bbq with Rick and Steph, yard work, (our lawn hasn't been mowed in 2-3 weeks, I lost count), pool time with the kids, you name it.
It took me until Monday night to start feeling back to normal. Then there was a mountain of laundry to do and the house was a mess. Being sick sucks.
So the lesson was, if you don't feel good, DO NOT EAT McDonald's!!!!!
Here are the kids all chipper and happy, while mom and dad were down for the count in our bed.
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