St. George #1

We went to St. George for Easter weekend. I was so excited for a vacation, I could hardly stand it. We left after Jacob got out of school Wednesday. It was a nice ride. The boys stayed entertained watching movies and falling asleep. That evening before bed, Jacob complained of a "tummy ache." He then proceeded to jump up and down and fool around. So is he sick or isn't he? Side note: Ben had the stomach flu the Sunday before Easter. Jacob was certain it was a gas bubble, or maybe it was wishing thinking on my part. I still got a bowl for him just in case. He was excited to sleep on the top bunk. His excitement didn't last long. He wanted to lay next to Ben on the trundle bed. We all fell in to sweet oblivion.

Around 11:00 that night, I heard Jacob making a mad dash up the ladder to the top bunk. The next thing I heard was "Mommy" followed by the most sickening sound: retching. He missed the bowl. I had to strip the bed, do laundry, make him a bed on the floor in the family room and a bed for me on the couch so I could be near him. Aunt Jill got up and sat with Jacob while I went to the gas station to get some Sprite and Gatorade. I ran through a stop sign in my mad dash to get back to my sickie. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw red and blue flashing lights. The Deputy Sheriff took pity on me after I told him my story. He let me got without even a written warning.

I got Jacob tucked in and asleep. I tossed and turned on the couch only to awaken at 3:00 am to my have my turn with the stomach flu. And thus began my much anticipated vacation to sunny southern Utah!

Let's not forget Ben. He just had fun sitting on the 4-wheelers and in the Ranger in the garage for HOURS and HOURS! What a kid.