Can it be?

Today marks Philip's half birthday, half way to two years old. He is learning so many new things, and is getting quite good at holding his own. Oh dear can two really be just around the corner?

Sick, Sick, Sick

Nothing but a whole lot of sickness has been going on around here these past days, and weeks, as it seems.

If you recall, several of us were sick two weeks ago with a nasty stomach bug that had been making its way through church. We recovered from that, only to catch the next strain of flu coming around.

I came down with the high fever part during the night Thursday, which put me in bed for Friday and most of Saturday. I was not sure I would make it to church in the morning, but this was all confirmed with a sleepless night Saturday. I moved between the couch and bed all night trying to sleep away a bad stomach ache.

Finally, I woke Jason up, at 4:30am to complain. This resulted in making our way to the ER, where we would spent the next 6 hours of our Sabbath. The diagnosis...a burst ovarian cyst.

Thanks to the grandparents, I spent the rest of Sunday, Monday and Tuesday sleeping, while they took care of the boys for me. Though, I am not sure I will ever feel rested again. I think I am slowly getting back to normal, and hopefully soon will have something more interesting to write about.

Play Till Ya Drop

The boys and I were able to spend most of our day up in Seattle, at the Children's Museum, with the Trent's and the Hinman's. Curios George is the traveling exhibit right now, which was cute.

The kids all had fun (wore themselves out), and the moms even got to visit a little, in between following kiddos around.

Smile

Yesterday, before church, we snapped a few photos of Levin in an a attempt to get a picture worthy enough of being framed for his three year picture. This is the best so far. The lighting was a bit off, and so we will try again soon.

All Ready to Go

We bought Philip a pair of boots recently, which he quickly learned he could put on himself. This now means that he puts them on everyday, clothes or not, and waits by the back door where he thinks he will be let out to play. He cannot get enough of the outdoors.

Despite the snow yesterday morning, we told Philip he could not wear his boots to church, which of course brought on a flood of tears.

Uh Huh

Look what someone figured out a few weeks ago.

Today

I am reminded today, how grateful I am to have a basement. The boys and I were able to spend our entire morning downstairs riding bikes, playing ball, climbing on the outdoor climber, and building towers with blocks.

I was able to keep the laundry going and iron, while the boys took part in the above activities expelling some much accumulated energy. Having only left the house two brief times in the last 9 days leaves for a lot of pent up energy, especially for two young boys. Oh to be healthy again.

I did not think to take any pictures, but who really needs to see a basement filled with...well, you know?

The week of laundry and.....

....seeing nothing but the confines or our house everyday, has been the theme of the week for us thus far. I began the week behind on laundry, making for 8 loads of laundry to be done on Monday. Add two more loads that still needed folding and I was left with 10 loads of laundry to fold. I usually do not mind any part of doing laundry, save, the part about putting it all way in its rightful place, but this week has had me burnt out a bit.

Still behind on folding clothes, I set out on Tuesday to play catch-up. Little did I know that Philip had come down with the stomach flu during the night, leading to six additional loads of laundry for the next 48 hours. Thankfully none of the rest of us have caught the bug or else I might still be drowning in laundry.

It is now Thursday, and I can say that all the laundry is done and nearly put away. I think I will take a break from laundry until next Monday.

Hope all of your weeks have been more interesting then laundry and being stuck inside.