Our weekend getaway started with a bang; diarrhea that is. We decided to wait and just leave on Saturday morning, so Darren and
KatieLynn left early that morning for the donut shop, while I finished getting myself ready and got Dean up. Getting Dean was way more involved than usual, as there was brown all over his crib bedding, blankets, and bears, not to mention in his hair! I give him a bath, which he didn't like, because generally you have about 30 seconds from the time you get him out of the crib, to his booster seat with a cup of milk, or he is quite unhappy. It took me several minutes to accomplish this task, but as I poured his milk, in walked the donuts, so that made it all better. I had to wash everything before we could leave, in part because it was just nasty, but I really couldn't let it just soak, because we needed to take at least one blanket and one bear to Bebe & Papa's (my parents) to spend the night. Darren was great; he took the kids on an errand to the cows and tractors while I got everything all clean. I thought about cancelling our our trip, but Dean was acting fine, and both Darren and my mom insisted.
So we take the kids to
Brenham, but somewhere along the way to
Stephenville, my
stomach starts acting up; I blow it off as hunger cramps, since we were running late for lunch. We pull into
Stephenville's Montana Restaurant at 1:30. The food was delicious, and we ate WAY too much! We drive around a little, looking to see what all has changed, and as much as I wanted to keep driving I knew my
stomach needed some relief. We check into the hotel and realize I'm sick too. I don't think all the greasy food helped. We rest and watch TV for a few hours, and by 7pm I'm feeling better, though not hungry. We go see 'Get Max' at the theatre; it wasn't our first pick, but it was cute. To make a long story short, we've all four been sick by the time we get home. Though I'm really looking forward to the next weekend away! :)
On a very sad note, my 27 year old cousin, Erin, died in her bed this weekend. We aren't sure of the cause. Her mom and my mom are sisters. Erin had one of the sweetest outlooks on life; she was always a very happy girl with nice things to say in any situation. She will be greatly missed, but I know for certain that she is with Jesus now. Please pray for her family when you have a chance.