So when I got back from my work meetings I came home to a somewhat sick house. Mark was fighting off a summer cold, and both girls were just kind of mucous-y...it's a word people. Within about 24 hours they infected me, only I was hit far worse and developed bronchitis. I have basically spent the last two weeks coughing...no, hacking up a lung. I'm on the mend and just have a lesser lingering cough I'm waiting out.
The good news is this meant there was nothing stopping us from our planned weekend activity - heading over to Michigan for Charlie and Ben's birthday party. We've been talking about this for awhile because both girls love to see their cousins. Sawyer especially because she likes playing with her cousin Charlie. Plus, we hadn't seen Grandma and Grandpa in awhile and it was long overdue. The bad news is that the camera died about 10 minutes after I brought it out, but we managed to snap a few good ones before then.
Isla's got blue eyes like her grandpa, and was showing off her climbing skills.
Isla gets pretty shy around people, and tends to just hang with her mommy most of the time, but Sawyer crawled right up with Grandpa for some pictures. She likes to tell us that Grandpa jokes with her.
Sawyer doesn't often stop and give me good smiles, but she was getting ready to leave in this picture. She took about 5 minutes to warm up when we got to Ann & Ted's and then was basically non-stop until we left. Literally, she cried when we told her it was time to go. The only big rough spot was her continued terror of Murphy, the dog, but other than that she's recounted many good stories today for me....such as when Aunt Ann broke the pinata open and all the candy fell out, and getting to play with the balloons, and chasing Charlie in the yard....
Our trip wasn't all smiles though...Isla went down for a nap after lunch and after a good 2 hour nap woke up and was hanging outside with us...and then she started projectile vomiting. Uh - yes. I was covered in puke, she was covered in puke, and she wasn't done...she was like a faucet I couldn't turn off. Now the me of several years ago would have totally lost it and probably tossed my cookies too, but honestly seeing a baby throw up is just the saddest thing ever because they're both scared and sick at the same time. By the grace of god, I brought a change of clothes for her and myself so we actually weren't in too bad of shape...until she threw up again. She ended up getting sick 4 times before we left - we had planned on going home that evening anyway - once more in the car, and then poor girl had nothing left and just dry heaved a bit till we were home. Honestly so sad - I was running her forehead and stopped at one point. She grabbed my shirt and pointed to her head to keep going. Finally I think the exhaustion set in and she fell asleep, and didn't wake up when we carried her in to bed. We had one more incident Sunday morning, but after a good 3+ hour nap she was feeling better and able to keep fluid and food down. Hoping that's it and tomorrow she's totally good to go and back eating normal. Our girl is far too small to be unable to eat, and I can't imagine what she lost over the last two days...clearly a lot of ice cream will need to be in her future.
Not a whole let else for us. We had a pretty relaxing day. Sometimes our girl Sawyer talks too much for our taste, but then again I'd miss it if it wasn't there. She was our errand girl today, accompanying me to the grocery store and Mark to get sneakers, and of course she narrates the whole experience and then recounts it all for the other person when we're reunited. One cute story - Sawyer was singing along to the songs playing at the grocery store, which makes me laugh. I don't know how she picks it all up so quickly but she has an ear for music.
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