Home with the girls...

So this past week, well two weeks we've pretty much been cooped up inside skipping from one sickness to another. And to those of you to whom I recently commented how rarely we get sick... Oh boy am I eating those words right up. There have been moments of insanity but Heath lets me out every now and again. Terrible, that sounded like prison. Really, its not that bad. We're all surviving pretty well.

The girls are growing so fast and every day I am reminded how irresistibly adorable they are, even as snot-nosed and sometimes aunry as they are now.

Saydee loves to read stories to "Ana" and hold her and tell her what and what not to do. Very informative and sometimes a little pushy. Elli is very laid back and loves any attention Saydee gives her.

Yesterday I came in the room to find Saydee holding a little manger scene very close to Elli's face. "Ana you see da star? And dat is baby Jesus and a cow."

And then later that day I walked in on Saydee attempting to change Elli's diaper. She managed to get her pants off and was working on her onsie when I rescued her. Ahhh, such a helper. She even had a fresh diaper laid out and ready to go.

Here are quite a few pictures of our homebound week.

Saydee loves to play with Elliana in her crib.

We have found that Elliana's helmet is a kid magnet, especially for the little ones. They are fascinated by it and Saydee is no exception. And she does get a little helmet envy. As soon as it comes off she is trying to put it on her own head or clean it or put it on back on Elli's head. She especially loves all the little stickers and flowers we put on it. So we got her this hat that we let her accessorize with Elli's little doodads. Nearly satisfied.

Story-time with Dad

It's been a rough week. :)

All of our kids are going through such fun phases. We wish we could be there to see Tyson's in person. But, we are glad for our close connections. Tyson's mom Tiffany just sent us this cute Christmas e-card from him. So sweet, we love it!

Annnnnd... she sits!

Way to Go Elli!

Family, Fun, Flu, and Turkey... ahhh good times.

Our Thanksgiving vacation was great minus a little sickness and many a sleepless night. It was wonderful to see our family and we had alot of fun. But wow, little ones make vacationing alot more work and a little less relaxing.

First we picked up Tyson, the long awaited reunion. Yeah!
He loves playing the big brother to both girls and Saydee followed him everywhere.







We spent some time with my folks down in Price where the kids basically ate drank and slept the Trampoline. Thank goodness for good weather. Dad is recooperating well. It was so wonderful to spend time with the fam.

The rest of our time was spent up in Portage Utah with Heath's mom and the Wiser-Tree Family Reunion. Unfortunately for everyone Saydee got some bug the day we arrived in Portage which was then passed on to some of her cousins. So so sorry!

But she was pretty happy and we had a good time nonetheless. Lots of kiddy crafts, delicious food, and family time. Pretty much all you'd expect from a great traditional Thanksgiving.

Eilisa took these Family pictures. Thanks!

Then the night before take-off Saydee got sick again. Diareah. Yeah, not great timing for the flight home. Surprisingly she did really good. Then Elli caught it yesterday. But they are all little troopers and are doing pretty well.

So we had a wonderful Thanksgiving Utah Vacation. However, we have decided when we go back in August we are just going to one central location to camp out and everyone is welcome to come see us if they'd like. A little less travel and a little more vacation if you know what I mean. I don't think those kids could have lasted one more hour in the car especially after the plane ride.

On our way to my parents the kids did great but this is what we heard the last 30 min.

Saydee:

"Mom, I get out... Mom, my bum bum hurts, I get out? Oowww mom, bum hurts."

A few seconds later...
"Dad, I get out, I hug you dad. I hug you peas. Hug. Out. Peas."

A few seconds later...

Completely defeated and desperate she looks over to Tyson from her carseat,

"Tyson.... Help Me."

Heath and I couldn't help but chuckle. We tried to keep it silent for her sake. Poor kids.