Sunday Updates

This week started with a four day weekend. Yes, a four-day weekend in February in the Rockies...where you can do nothing unless you can take your young kids skiing on a holiday weekend (Death wish). Everyone has cabin fever. Everything is too cold outside. And everyone is BORED!  So a friend and I decided to take the train downtown and visit the planetarium and playland at the mall. The kids had a blast at the planetarium running around the Martian and moonscapes.

Unfortunately after awhile Savannah was done. And tired. While waiting for the train to take us to the playland she kept complaining about being cold. It was very windy and she was very tired so I didn't worry, tried to comfort her, and we moved on. We went to the playland. We got lunch we explored some fountains. It was a long fun day. By the time we got home Savannah crashed on the couch.....only to wake up with a fever of 103. Yup, this mother-of-the-year dragged her poor 5-year-old around the city all day with a raging fever. Poor kid.

The saddest part for Savannah is that her fever was still high two days later and she missed out on the special father-daughter symphony that she and Abbie got for  Valentine's Day. It was a Harry Potter night (Abbie's latest craze.)  Abbie got to dress up fancy, go to Olive Garden for dinner, (I know....I know) and  then off to symphony hall. She, Russ, and her friend Hazel had a blast.

Thankfully, Savannah is going to go next month to a daytime children's symphony about dinosaurs, so I think it will work out in the end. I love that we live in a city where it is as cheap to take your kids to the symphony as it is to take them to a movie theater.

The best part of our week was that my brother Britton, came home for a visit from Australia. We haven't seen him since last summer and he is a favorite of all of his nieces and nephew. We spent the day with him and he endured climbing, teasing, and tickling like any good uncle should. We miss him a lot, but had a great time catching up.

Nathan is now banned by doctor and dentist....and reluctant parents, from taking a sippy cup of milk to bed. This has been going on for ten days. Ten long days. And ten long nights. I have learned not only that he loves his sippy cup, but also that he is one determined child. Today at the 'Uncle Britton Fest' he climbed out of the pack-and-play rather than take a sippy-less nap.