Round one

Sickness has hit the house or more correctly the family. Usually these things begin with the younger ones and work there way up or Dan so kindly brings something home from some trip. This time it started with Anique and moved to Micah and now Toran has it. What is it you are wondering? It is a nasty cold like illness that hits hard and lasts a long time (or so I am told). We have quickly added vitamin c, echinacea and elderberry. Anique has been sick for four days and we started seeing an improvement on the morning of day three. She isn't what I would call well but she can function. Toran has been hit hard but I think it is because she won't take the vit. C as well as everyone else. I hope I can keep from getting it. Colds and asthma don't mix well and I just don't want the hassle. I am grateful that this weekend is general conference and we can stay home to watch it may help break the cycle of spreading this wonderful fun. I foresee Lysol and laundry in my future. It just isn't fun when sick comes to visit.

It's a hard day when...

Toran's birthday was last Sunday. I asked her what she wanted for her birthday and she said she wanted a bike with rainbow colors and glitter. So that's what she got. Oh and a helmet of course. Can anyone tell me why the helmet is so expensive? It's almost as expensive as the stinkin' bike. Anyway I digress, back to the bike. Toran invited some friends to join us for cake and ice cream and presents, it was great fun. When she opened the bike she was very excited and Anique started right in on putting the bike together for a late night ride. She demanded that there be no training wheels. Well after the first five minute biking adventure she was ready for those training wheels. She was very proud of her ability to ride all by herself. After many days of riding her bike from the first possible moment of the morning to the last glimmer of sunlight, she came in one afternoon and fell on the couch. She burst out saying "I am soooo exhausted! I've been puddling and puddling all day."

Taken by surprise I asked "what did you say?".

"I've been puddling and puddling on my bike and I am tired, I need a brake."

"Puddling and puddling, huh."

"Yes, I was turning this way and that way and puddling as fast as I can (arms and legs moving in a wild and fast motion to demonstrated just how fast she is) and now I need a brake."

"Oh, ok then." I say trying so hard not to laugh out loud to much.

So if you are puddling and puddling as fast as you can, you may need a break and a Popsicle according to Toran.