Sick. Sicker. Sickest.

What a weekend! Everyone except me was sick. Jake had a timberframing class that started on Wednesday and went through the weekend, but on Sunday he couldn't even drag himself out of bed to go to that until around one. He was back home again a few hours later, and back in bed. Yuck. I hate being sick, but it wasn't exactly all sunshine and light taking care of three sick buggers either. Oh well. I still managed to get quite a bit done. I might even be done with canning for now. We will see. If they don't have any more tomatoes at the Farmer's Market on Wednesday, then I am done. Otherwise I would really like to make some more pizza sauce. That is pretty tasty. Isabela and Maya have been helping me in the kitchen, and so begins...


Isabela and Maya's Adventures

As you can see from the pictures I have a very cute little helper. Jake was at his class and Isabela was sleeping, so Maya and I were just hanging out, peeling carrots. She was being such a little cutie. She thought it was really fun to thunk her heels on the side of the sink. I wish the pictures would have turned out better. The lighting wasn't very good, but I really wanted to get a picture. She had fun gumming the carrots too(still no teeth). She tries everything, and is not a picky eater at all. So refreshing since Isabela is the pickiest eater on Earth:

Her: Ummmm. I don't think I like it.

Me: It is a banana. You like bananas.

Her: Ummm. I don't think so. I really don't think that I like it.

Me: You liked it yesterday. Eat it.

Her: I definitely don't like it. I'm not hungry anymore.


Five minutes later she is starving. Too bad I am super mean and still won't give her something else to eat.

Maya loves tomatoes too. During the Preserve Fest weekend she was taking them out of the box and munching on them, much like the Tomato Murderer picture series that I have of Isabela except Maya LIKES tomatoes. I will try and remember to post some of those pictures too.

Even though Isabela was sick, it didn't slow her down too much. She was definitely more tired than usual, but still had spurts of energy when she wanted to. You might think that Isabela being a little less active sounds like a good thing, however, whatever energy gain I recieved through this was instantly sapped by extra whining. Too bad. She is a very good kid though and was a prety good sport. On Saturday morning I thought I would be nice to Jake and get up with Isabela to feed her breakfast even though that is usually his job. I ended up regretting it though because two bites into her cereal she threw up. Vomit is not my favorite thing to deal with in the morning (or anytime). She threw up a few more times, but then I think that she felt a lot better. I stripped her down and snuggled her up in a warm blanket to watch a movie while I cleaned up. She looked pretty miserable, but she didn't do any whining and just asked to be snuggled. Poor baby. Today she was finally starting to feel better. She still looked pretty tired, but was definitely more cheery. We are not going to karate tomorrow morning since I don't think the other parents would thank me for contaminating the school. I assume this is fairly contagious since it ran through our whole family and that really never happens to us. Now as long as it hasn't mutated as it has gone along. I would hate to get sick again. Blech. Jake is the one who has been sick the longest. He started with just a cold. He seemed much better today though.

Sorry everyone. I know that there is more to write, and these probably weren't exceedingly entertaining this time, but I have to go to bed. I have been getting very little sleep lately with everyone sick, and I hope to get in a couple of hours before having to get up again. Although since it is already 11:30 (!) I suppose that probably won't happen. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger (although I can think of several exceptions to that off the top of my head).

Goodnight all!

Laura and the Puking Princess and Munching Maya