So we left on the 24th (Monday) to head to western Tennessee. We stayed the night in Bowling Green and made it to Tennessee on Tuesday. We started back home on Wednesday after the funeral and finally made it to my mom's on Thursday for Thanksgiving. We came home Thursday night finally. And then Friday evening the kids came down with a virus and were up all night with vomiting and diarrhea. And just as we thought we had survived, I became sick Saturday evening. So I am happy to say we are all on the mend. Somehow, Brad never got sick, which didn't seem fair to me.
The kids are now saying lots of new words. Their favorite words are bobble (bottle) and kitty. But they can also say Ava, Papa, and they call our dog Lacy something but it doesn't sound like Lacy.
I took the kids to have their Christmas pictures made and that was quite the task. They won't sit still for a second to have the picture taken.
