Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Sick Little Boys


Greg and I have told several people how the boys have not been sick at all this year, despite being in a school of preschoolers with a bunch of crud going around. I guess it had to happen sometime (warning - stop reading if the word throw up grosses you out). They had a great day on Sunday and had spent the vast majority of the day playing together and creating their own crazy scenarios. Luke started complaining about his stomach hurting at dinner and at about 10:30 he came out of his room crying and said he threw up in his bed. He then threw up again on the way to the bathroom and then again in our bed while we were cleaning up the mess. The two of us were up about every hour all night running to the bathroom. I heard Ryan crying at about 4:00 and when I went into his room he told me his stomach was hurting. I took him to the bathroom and he threw up in front of the toilet. We've been incredibly fortunate that we have rarely had to deal with vomiting. It has been over 3 years since either boy has thrown up, and they were staying with my parents when that happened. They spent yesterday with Greg laying around the house feeling better stomach-wise but they both had a fever. I stayed home with them today and they are definitely feeling better - they had quite a bit of energy and I had to force them to rest at times. They will be heading back to school tomorrow and I will be heading back to work.



In completely other news, Blue Bell ice cream has arrived in Denver!!! The boys and I had to get out of the house tonight, so we headed to the supermarket to see if Blue Bell was really there. I walked down the ice cream aisle and didn't see it at first - I guess I'm used to seeing half of the ice cream section taken up by Blue Bell - but I found its little section. I got my absolute favorite - Cookies and Cream - and I promised the boys they could have some when their tummies are feeling a little better. I am going to have a bowl tonight.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Snow Tubing


After swim lessons yesterday morning, we took the boys to Winter Park to go snow tubing. I had hoped to take them skiing this year, but Greg isn't quite ready to commit to that not knowing if the boys could really handle that much snow and cold. So we decided to ease them into this year by riding an inner-tube down a mountain for a couple of hours. They had so much fun. The first time we rode down, I had Ryan with me, and I had that roller coaster feeling - which is fun but I thought that it would be too much for them - it was not, they loved it.

The boys were too young to ride by themselves - even though they really wanted to - but they had fun taking turns riding several times with each of us.


View from the top of Greg and Luke heading down.

View from below of them coming down

We rode a toe cable lift to get back to the top.

One of their favorite things to do was to race each other to the inner tubes and jump in on our way to the lift to ride back to the top - just like nearly everything, they turned it into a contest.






We had all had a great time - it is so much fun to do stuff like this with your kids.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Air Hockey, Art and Cookies


We have been busy doing our normal stuff the last couple of weeks. We took the boys to a giant bounce house on President's Day and they had an air hockey table. The boys (all 3) had more fun playing air hockey than jumping on the dozen giant inflatables.


The last art class was today :(


We spent a recent Sunday afternoon doing crafts.

Ryan asked for me to take his picture of him playing with his Legos.

Greg has been busy the last couple of weekends working on putting an attic ladder up in our garage. I've been busy decorating cookies to mail to Lubbock.

My mom asked for me to make some cookies for a baby shower.

And my sweet niece Olivia is going to be 8 on Saturday - she is a having a girly birthday party at a kid's spa where she and her girlfriends can get a manicure and pedicure.

Video of Ryan having his own jam session in the playroom.