My eyes are so tired as I write this entry. This has been a super fun week, but it has felt jam-packed. I love that our family life is so full of fun and adventure, but sometimes it catches up with me and it is exhausting.
On an unfortunate note, the entire family came down with the flu this week. It started out on Monday night, when Kaiton threw up while he was sleeping in our bed. He never threw up again, but he seemed pretty lethargic for the next day or two. We hung around the house on Tuesday, and in the afternoon the kids wanted to get out of the house, so I took Zaya and Kaiton ice skating at Emerson Park. It was a pretty warm day and when we got there, there was about a 1/2 inch of water on the rink. I got their skates on and helped Kaiton skate a bit with my boots on. He tires of the cold quickly, and asked to stop skating, so I took his skates off. Zaya was begging me to skate with her, so I grabbed my skates and told her I would get them on. Normally, I would have left Kaiton in the Jeep while I skated, but there were other cars parked at Emerson, so I brought him back out with me and out him down to walk. It took me a couple of minutes to get my skates on and when I finished, my heart skipped a beat when I realized that Kaiton wasn't next to me anymore. Seriously, I am getting a sick feeling just writing this. All I could think in that split second was that we were right next to the river that was half melted. I started screaming for Kaiton and got no response. Zaya said he wasn't in the rink with her and he was no where to be seen. I lost my mind. I couldn't even run because I had my skates tied on tightly. So I hurried to get them off as I panicked hard. I started screaming and ran to one of the other cars to get someone to help me. As soon as I got to the other car and got the man in the drive seat to open the door, I saw Kaiton walking around on the other side of the rink. He had walked all the way around. This was one of the most fearful moments of my life. I was so scared. I rushed the kids back in to the car and headed home and prayed the entire way to thank my Heavenly Father that my kids were safe in what could have been a disastrous situation.
On Wednesday afternoon, I watched Jack Jones. At about 3pm, I started feeling awful. I went to pick up the kids, took Hurley to gymnastics, and taught piano lessons, all while feeling horrible. As soon as Rob came home, I went to bed with the flu. On Thursday morning, Zaya woke up at about 3am and told me she had thrown up. I went to her room to start to clean up the giant mess and then walked in to Brooklen's room and saw that he had thrown up too. They both denied that they were sick and I became quite annoyed as I spent a long time trying to clean up the awful mess. I can't understand why my kids can't admit it when they are sick. I sent Hurley to school because she said she was fine. I had bought some grape juice and gave it to Rob and Hurley, hoping it would keep them healthy. Brooklen and Zaya were better by about lunchtime. They both were able to keep light food down and seemed pretty normal. At about 3:30pm, I got a call from the school saying Hurley had thrown up. I was teaching a piano lesson, so Rob saved the day and went and picked Hurley up. She had thrown up at the end of the day and had thrown up all over her friend's stuff. Her poor teacher was getting the kids rushed out the door, so she had to bag up the vomit-covered items and send them home with the kids. I felt so bad. Hurley really got the flu the worst. She threw up for about 7 hours straight. She couldn't even keep a couple of sips of water down. We felt so bad for her, but we had a ski trip planned for Friday and we were worried it wasn't going to pan out. By morning she was better, but Rob wasn't feeling well. He was a trooper and went on the trip anyway and I think he felt better by lunchtime.
One of the most frustrating things about having my kids sick is that they are in denial. They also aren't very responsible about vomiting in something. I hate that while I want to have sympathy, I end up becoming frustrated and upset. I was really disappointed in myself after those sick days. It made me realize that I need to be a more understanding and patient mother.
On Friday, we went skiing. It was another great skiing day. It was also the ski day for Woodcrest and Seibert Elementary. We decided to get Kaiton skis this time, and that made things much more manageable. Having him on skis meant that we could all be outside at the same time. Brooklen went off with his friends, Carter Greiman and Samuel Hales for pretty much the entire day. Carter's day tried to keep up with them a lot of the day. Rob and I would take the other kids up the chair lift (Hurley would ride alone) and then I would come down faster with the girls and Rob would ski down with Kaiton between his legs. Kaiton enjoyed the chair lift and he liked coming down, but after a couple of runs, he was definitely cold!
I took these cute pictures this week. Kaiton is OBSESSED with Daniel Tiger. He wants to watch the show or read the books every second of every day. We have to him away from it most of the day because he would literally watch it all day if he could. In one of the episodes, Daniel is trying to catch snowflakes. He found some snowflake stickers around the house this week and I found it him putting it on his hand and then he walked around saying, "I caught a snowflake!" It was so cute, I had to capture the moment!
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