Ok so last I blogged Tanner was my little sicky-pooh. The term on the Kirksville streets for what's been going around is "the plague" and let me tell you what-its accurate! Holy Cow. The plague has plucked us off, one by one. We are all healthy again finally, but its been the long haul. Saturday morning Isaac took one look at me and said "You've got it." --as if I didn't already know HA-- but yes, I did have it! When Colt was sick he slept in the hallway so he'd be close to the bathroom, I took notes from the 3 year old and did the same thing. I hate throwing up and can only remember a handful of times of being that sick. Yikes. So glad we didn't try to go to Nauvoo. In fact even Isaac stayed home from the priesthood leadership session because I was no use taking care of our children. Of course he's super dad (and we had beautiful weather) So they used a tie-down and rigged up a little swing in the tree in the back yard. By the afternoon I wasn't great, but I was at least up off the bathroom floor so I got a few pictures for evidence. Check TanO out, looking so longingly...




Tanner did get his chance but he wasn't so sold on actually doing it. He wouldn't hold on, but he was pretty darn happy in his dad's arms. Their buds.


Sunday everyone felt fine but when I talked to my friend on Friday about what bug the kids had had she said it was crazy and it was more like 72 hours until you were out of the woods, rather than a 24 hour thing...so Tanner, Colton, and I stayed home from church. Isaac and Cannon were still fine though so they went to stake conference. It worked out nice that I didn't have to shirk any primary responsibilities being sick cuz it was stake conf weekend. Monday was president's day and Cannon didn't have school. While I'd intended to invite some friends over I didn't get it done. They boys played really well together, it was nice weather again, we talked about a park but didn't get there with the way naps worked out. Isaac did have to work but walked in the door at about 2:30 or 3:00 and didn't look or feel good. He was done for. So glad I hadn't invited anyone to our sick house! He went in to lay down and I (thinking we were free of germs) took the boys to Walmart so the house would be quiet and he could get some rest.
We cruised all over Walmart and hey, I'm sure it was worth Isaac's extra 2 bucks to get to rest, of course I bought the $1 slippers. Ok we ended up with more than just slippers, it was slippers and donuts, and juice boxes-- but we stayed gone a long time, hit Aldi too and ultimately had a good time! We hoped to come home to a dad that had slept it off but we-or rather he-wasn't so lucky.
So then we started calling Cannon "the last man standing" the poor kid, it was a time bomb. I kept quizzing him, asking him if he had any of the symptoms the rest of us had had. But he was doing great, so I still sent him to school Tuesday.
Tuesday was Isaac's birthday~and as I was reminded several times throughout the day it was also Colt's half birthday.
A cupcake for dad's birthday? Don't mind if I do!
Cannon and I actually made the cupcakes Monday night, Colt didn't get to help because he didn't finish his dinner. He'd had ample time and I felt like it was the first time since he'd been sick I really pushed the food issue. Well, I shouldn't have. He was up sick again in the night. He was screaming, covered in puke, as was his bed and shortly thereafter the floor, he didn't want to shower just wanted to sit in the tub--that wasn't going to cut it-- woke the whole house up. I was just like Nooooooooooooooo we can't start over with this!!!!
But he went back to bed (on the floor in front of the bathroom) and luckily that was the end of it and we survived. Isaac's birthday was pretty uneventful, he being Mr. Celebrate and all. He was sluggish but went to work, with nothing but a birthday wish...and some homemade sandwiches for lunch that I assured him were gourmet! He left and I thought to myself I really don't have a single thing for him for his birthday. In his mind he's thinking finally she's starting to get it, in my mind I'm thinking THIS IS HORRIBLE. So we made him a primary shirt (its not even cute--but we didn't have a lot of color options in the large tall size, and I'm determined to buy talls, he of course couldn't care less)
His shoes have been stinking, so he's been trying to get rid of the smell. ...that process could easily be an entire post but sufficed to say freezing stinky shoes doesn't work... anyway a long time ago I had mentioned buying him some new shoes--like when I saw that the back of his were ripped or something, no way, and he made me promise not to buy him new shoes. So I promised. But then (over a year ago) my mom and I were at Ross and they had a good deal on some good dress shoes that would fit him. But I couldn't break my promise...so my mom bought them. So amidst all the trying to get the shoes not to stink I busted out the new ones--Happy Birthday Isaac, from the in-laws. Then I told him the story. His other ones though, they were tired and done. 3-4 times a week for the last 7 years...for dress shoes! Oh Isaac's you'd make President Hinckley so proud with your: use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.
We made some of his favorite frosting for those cupcakes. Tann's Sold on this Birthday thing!
Happy 35 HoneyBear! Cannon was pumped his dad "had a 5 in his number now" just like he is 5.

On Isaac's birthday I finally got a picture of Tanner's little "fang" teeth, and I didn't crop that pea out of the bottom of the pic just so there is evidence that I don't
just feed him cupcakes and frosting. ha!
Wednesday when I picked Cannon up he was SO PUMPED! They were going on a field trip the next day to the petting zoo. He was so excited. But then we got home and I offered him an after school snack and he just said his tummy hurt and he wanted to go to bed.
Crud.
Poor little man. The last man standing-falls.
He went to bed and slept for about 6 hours, when he woke up he pretty much made himself puke "just to get it out" of himself then said he felt a little better and went back to bed and slept for the night. I was so sad he was going to miss the field trip but I didn't think I could sent him within the 24 hour window (as per school policy) but Isaac said to just see how he felt. So the next morning he said he was fine, and he acted fine, so I let him go to school. (So basically if the plague continues in Kirksville its probably my fault.) And he got to go on the field trip.
....Now...about that petting zoo... it was the FFA kids at the high school, and it was just some panels in a big shop room at the technical center, it was cute but when I asked Cannon about it he said "Not quite what I expected." But I think he still had fun. I'd told Colt we could go too and we'd try to go when Cannon's class was there. Well...they went first thing in the morning. We didn't get there until more like 10:00 and Colt was ticked that Cannon and his friends weren't there. He whined the whole time and wouldn't pet anything. He also thought I ought to just take him to Cannon's classroom since we missed them at the petting zoo. That boy has a mind of his own. He also told me this week that "He knows everything Cannon knows" so he "should just get to go to kindergarten too." Little character, when I work on my independent study class he gets to work on the preschool computer, and he is pretty smart, I'll give him that!


Sometimes I find random pictures on my phone. Sometimes they take'm, sometimes I do. Weather in the high 70's was nice too! We have a good time these boys and I!
And today! Today was a great day! Cannon gets to be "Star Student" next week, he was pretty proud after school and did a great job of filling out the poster all by himself (well spelling help but that's all) And GRAMA'S HERE!!!
All along I've been telling the boys she was coming Saturday, because experience has taught me if she gets in at night, that day, when the boys think she is coming that day is so long and takes forever. So I picked Cannon up and we got home and were going to tidy up the house for when Grama came "tomorrow" but then we were going to eat dinner and then go get her. I was plotting the surprise in my head all day and I was pretty excited. Only the boys and I were equally surprised when right after we got home from school Grama walked in! She'd caught the earlier flight from STL which was WAY better than a 5 hour layover! So fun! We're excited!! Let the good times roll!!