Thanksgiving

Well, I think all what I can be thankful for this Thanksgiving was a bathroom. I know you are all shaking your heads going "What in the world is Tracie up to now". Well, I'll tell you. We were up to our eyeballs in vomit and well quit frankly diarrhea. There now aren't you glad you asked. With the exception of Jeff we were all sicker than dogs the week of Thanksgiving. We had plans to have a houseful of people and had to call everyone the day before and cancel.

It started on the Sunday before Thanksgiving with Caitlynn and Dalton. Oh my heavens, I have never seen so much ... well lets just say stuff... come out of two little things. We were up all night changing clothes and bedding. The babies actually didn't get better until the following Sunday. The real problem was Caitlynn just could not tolerate milk. We tried giving her everything and she would cry and cry for milk. We were even trying iced tea and pepsi, whatever it would take to keep liquids down her. I felt so bad for her.

Just when we thought we were on the road to recovering Corrie and I got sick on Tuesday. Wednesday was Austin's day. Thursday, Thanksgiving, we had a little breather and then Ashlie caught it on Friday.

Jeff, my gracious husband, did whip up a little bit of a Turkey dinner for us.

Caitlynn and Dalton happened to be sleeping during dinner. It was definitely a very quiet dinner.

There now aren't you glad I am trying to update my blog.

Sometime during that weekend the kids and I played games. The kids actually love to play game. I usually have to be in the mood which doesn't happen too often. Jeff really doesn't like to play games at all. Every once in awhile he will play with us though.

It was difficult trying to play games with the babies. They kept taking our cards. At one point we looked to see what they are doing and they were sitting in the kitchen playing a game by themselves. It was hilarious.