QUARANTINE!!!

Our house has been put under quarantine. Every single member of our family has been sick this week. It all started with Dan, who almost never gets sick. He brought it home, then Eileen got "a frog in her throat," then Anna and Aaron, and finally me. Eileen was really cute about it. You could tell she didn't feel great and that her throat was a bit congested but she just happily walked around talking about the frog in her throat. Anna also has taken it fairly well, just a bit more tired than usual. Aaron has struggled. I ended up panicking when I found his temprature at 104 on Tuesday night and took him to a Care Now since our pediatrician was closed for the day. They checked his blood oxygen levels since he was really wheezy and gave him an oxygen treatment and then sent us to the Emergency Room. During all this Dan was teaching a class and not available, so my mom came up to help with the girls while I took Aaron down to the hospital. This trip ended up being useless. We waited in the waiting room for an hour and a half before they had room for us (it was VERY busy) then they took us to a room, x-rayed his chest and sucked his nose clear. Then sent us home saying he was fine and that we should just give him baby motrim when he needed it. He also had a small infection in one ear so we were told to check up with our pediatrician in a couple of days. I should have gone there first... They were suprised that the hospital hadn't checked for RSV and suprised that they hadn't given us a nebulizer for more oxygen treatments, because our little boy was (as the doctor put it) wheezing like a choo choo train. They sent us home with a few more prescriptions and a nebulizer and he finally seems to have some energy back and isn't wheezing anymore. I really like our Pediatrician. So no big suprise that after spending 3 hours holding a baby who was coughing in my face I ended up sick also. So now we are just waiting for this to pass and hoping to survive the next week. Thankfully we have kind friends who have brought food over (since I can't stand to cook right now) and parents near by who drop their life at a moments notice to help. Now I just wish we hadn't gotten my poor mom sick too!! :( Fortunatly Dan is about back to normal and has been a huge help when he can be home. The Lord has truly blessed me with a thoughtful and caring hubby!!

Why My Kids are So funny

1. We give the kids mini pizza's and salads for dinner. Eileen eats the salad and won't touch the pizza.

2. Anna has been having gastro-intestinal issues this week, and this week she ripped a loud one in Relief Society and then mumbled "cuze me"

3. Aaron has just started walking. He takes off and wobbles 4 or 5 steps before falling. While he is walking his hands are up in the air and he is all over the place.
4. Eileen has an imaginary dog, penguin, and prince.

5 Anna loves to look at pictures and tell me what is in every picture. "Mommy, that's you!!"

6. Aaron loves to climb up on a toy train that he got for Christmas and try to get Daddy's computer.

Aaron's Checkup

Well Aaron had his one year old check up yesterday. We discovered that he is following in the grand Jones boy traditions. He is in the 25th percentile for height and 10th for weight. He is officially my smallest one year old. So now the question is, why does he feel SOOOOO big when I carry him!!!!! Picking him up feels like hefting a rock (just softer) Doc says he looks healthy and it's nothing to worry about. What Dan and I can't understand is how we can put so much food in the kid and still have him be small. The kid eats more than I do!!! Anyway, so that's it really, not too exciting, but he is healthy, happy and well loved.

Happy Birthday Aaron!!

That's right, today my baby turns 1. It's amazing how this year has flown. He is very mobile! He's taken a few steps on his own, but still prefers crawling. He loves to climb. He climbs all over chairs, stools, and people. He loves to wave and clap his hands. He eats like a bottomless pit. He smiles and the whole room lights up. He adores his sisters (which works well since they adore him too) He always wants to be where they are and do what they are doing. And that is my little boy in a nut shell (help I'm in a nutshell!!) What will the next year hold? We'll see!

Our First Marathon...

Well, we finished and we survived.... And the only reason you are going to get more information that that is because it doesn't hurt to sit or type. Now walking...that's a whole different story. :) So Wednesday morning, we (we being our family, my sister and her husband and my parents) all started out for Houston area. The drive was mostly uneventful (except a brief scare with those bumpy things on the side of the road to wake up people who are dozing at the wheel....) We made a few pit stops for Anna to go to the bathroom and a quick lunch stop, and arrived at our hotel in Huston about 4 hours later. We spent the evening getting dinner and finding a place to get some forgotten basics (aka. formula...) and then headed back to crash for a VERY early New Years Eve. I think we were all in bed and asleep before 10pm.Early the next morning those of us participating in the marathon got up and left Grandma wiht 3 screaming kids, to go to the race. We arrived cold, but ready. Some excited and some nervous. At precisely 8am the race started. I was by far the slowest person there so it was a good thing that I was only doing the half. My dad beat me....walking! My sister Sandi did awesome! She managed to keep a good steady pace for the whole thing, she beat her goal time and most amazing of all, she did it with HUGE blisters on her feet. I don't know that I would have had the strength to finish with that added pain! But my sister is amazin, she set a goal and she did it! Her husband Jon also did great! Jon's sister was also running the race and she qualified for the Boston Marathon! Dan did AMAZING! I couldn't believe how well he did (especially for not having trained very hard!) He was at the head of the pack for most of the race and in good enough spirits doing it that he suprised me with a good smack on the bum as he lapped me! In the last couple of miles he nearly dropped dead, but he still finished and made it back! My dad was a powerhouse speed walker and managed to go faster than many of the joggers, including me!! My motto was the whole "Slow and Steady" thing, just without the winning the race part! I found someone else going my pace and she and I stuck together keeping eachother going the whole 2 laps of the half marathon. I finished in just under 3 hours. After my legs ached and were all tingly, but by the time the others had finished and come in, I was doing fine. Today we are all sore, tired and waddling instead of walking, but we did it. I don't know that Dan will ever do one again, but I think I might be willing to do a half again, and maybe even a marathon one day.

So that afternoon, we headed back to the hotel and tried to crash, but what actually ended up happening is that everyone but me crashed... I was too busy being kept awake by 3 noisy, screaming kids. We then grabbed dinner and headed in for another early night. The next day, we packed up and headed home. So here I am, tired and sore, but excited to have accomplished something and glad to be back in my own bed! Although I think that the kids will miss the hotel beds....