The weekend started off great. We drove up late Thursday night and got to Grandma's house in Idaho around 11:45 pm. It was a nice drive. The kids all slept for the majority of the drive and went right to bed once we had arrived.
The next morning, Grandma Brenda and Papa Dallas sang Happy Birthday to Eston and gave him presents. They weren't able to come to Salt Lake earlier in the week so waited till we came to their house. Eston got some new clothes for the fall/winter seasons and a Woody doll. Eston carried his "buddy" around the entire weekend. This toy top the charts on gift giving.

Later in the evening Grandma Brenda and Papa Dallas decided to have dinner in the tree line with us. Papa made a fire in the fire pit, and we roasted hot dogs. This was the start of the kids "camping adventure".

We ate a lot of good food and ended the main course with Logan throwing up everywhere. We don't know if he was sick or if he just choked on his cracker and gagged himself. But it was quite the show stopper. Had we known what the rest of the weekend would bring we should have just left then.

While Matt and I were cleaning Logan and his mess up. Papa sat outside and helped the kids roast marshmallows. I am glad that they didn't have to suffer because of the attention that Logan needed. It's always nice when there is an even adult to kid ratio.

We gave the kids a choice on whether they wanted to sleep in the house or out on the tramp. A month ago Eston slept with Matt outside and loved it. Sammie was not able to get over this so she immediately said yes. Eston decided a bed sounded nice so we divided and conquered. I had 3 kids and Matt had 1. Sounds even. Eston ended up sleeping with me and kicked me through out the entire night. Matt came in about 4 in the morning complaining of an upset stomach. By 8 am he was leaning over the toilet. Matt was sick the rest of the day and just stayed in bed and slept.
Side note: I just love this picture of Logan and Grandma "O".

Since Matt was out of the picture for the day we had to get creative with what we could do to entertain the kids. Papa washed the suburban and let both kids help with that. They had a great time and stayed dry. I was shocked.

They climbed Grandma's plum trees and ran freely around her huge yard.

Later that night as we were eating dinner, Matt had joined us at this point, Sammie complained of her stomach hurting. Within an 20 minutes Matt and I were tag teaming buckets between Sammie and Eston downstairs. The twins stayed upstairs with Dallas and Brenda until it was bed time. The night was horrible. We were up until about 4 in the morning with the kids throwing up about every 10-20 minutes. The next morning Dallas came down to tell us that him and Brenda had also gotten sick in the night and Brenda was doing horrible. We decided to cut our loses and load the car up. We headed home first thing Sunday morning with the hopes that no smells or noises would come from the back seat until we had reached our home. We got lucky. After we got home we all took a long nap and went to bed early that night.
Lucy came down with the bug on Tuesday night. At this moment I am the only one who didn't catch the flu.
As fun as Idaho is, I don't want anyone in my family getting sick again unless we are at our own house. It is too hard when you aren't on your own turf and I feel bad that my in-laws caught the bug as well.
The next morning, Grandma Brenda and Papa Dallas sang Happy Birthday to Eston and gave him presents. They weren't able to come to Salt Lake earlier in the week so waited till we came to their house. Eston got some new clothes for the fall/winter seasons and a Woody doll. Eston carried his "buddy" around the entire weekend. This toy top the charts on gift giving.

Later in the evening Grandma Brenda and Papa Dallas decided to have dinner in the tree line with us. Papa made a fire in the fire pit, and we roasted hot dogs. This was the start of the kids "camping adventure".

We ate a lot of good food and ended the main course with Logan throwing up everywhere. We don't know if he was sick or if he just choked on his cracker and gagged himself. But it was quite the show stopper. Had we known what the rest of the weekend would bring we should have just left then.

While Matt and I were cleaning Logan and his mess up. Papa sat outside and helped the kids roast marshmallows. I am glad that they didn't have to suffer because of the attention that Logan needed. It's always nice when there is an even adult to kid ratio.

We gave the kids a choice on whether they wanted to sleep in the house or out on the tramp. A month ago Eston slept with Matt outside and loved it. Sammie was not able to get over this so she immediately said yes. Eston decided a bed sounded nice so we divided and conquered. I had 3 kids and Matt had 1. Sounds even. Eston ended up sleeping with me and kicked me through out the entire night. Matt came in about 4 in the morning complaining of an upset stomach. By 8 am he was leaning over the toilet. Matt was sick the rest of the day and just stayed in bed and slept.
Side note: I just love this picture of Logan and Grandma "O".

Since Matt was out of the picture for the day we had to get creative with what we could do to entertain the kids. Papa washed the suburban and let both kids help with that. They had a great time and stayed dry. I was shocked.

They climbed Grandma's plum trees and ran freely around her huge yard.

Later that night as we were eating dinner, Matt had joined us at this point, Sammie complained of her stomach hurting. Within an 20 minutes Matt and I were tag teaming buckets between Sammie and Eston downstairs. The twins stayed upstairs with Dallas and Brenda until it was bed time. The night was horrible. We were up until about 4 in the morning with the kids throwing up about every 10-20 minutes. The next morning Dallas came down to tell us that him and Brenda had also gotten sick in the night and Brenda was doing horrible. We decided to cut our loses and load the car up. We headed home first thing Sunday morning with the hopes that no smells or noises would come from the back seat until we had reached our home. We got lucky. After we got home we all took a long nap and went to bed early that night.
Lucy came down with the bug on Tuesday night. At this moment I am the only one who didn't catch the flu.
As fun as Idaho is, I don't want anyone in my family getting sick again unless we are at our own house. It is too hard when you aren't on your own turf and I feel bad that my in-laws caught the bug as well.