Inevitable

Well, I guess since 60% of the population is going to get the swine flu, I should have expected that we'd be part of it. Unless of course, we were planning to stay indoors all winter long and go NOWHERE. Um. No. Not part of the plan.

This past week Mia and Noah were diagnosed so the quarantine began. Great. Why? Because the quarantine started the day before FALL BREAK! We had been planning a trip to Salt Lake to take the kids to Lagoon and all our plans were haulted by this news. Jaxon's already had the swine flu (July '09) so he seems to be immune to it. I thought Dallin was going to get away without getting it too, since he's the "well child" in the family and rarely gets sick, but alas, this morning he woke with a headache and a cough. *SIGH* So now, all the kids have had the swine flu in our family. I have a bit of a sore throat just in the last two hours, and Kirt was sick last weekend, so I'm starting to wonder if that's what he had. Dallin will be quarantined all week, which means we don't get to go to the Jon Schmidt concert and masterclass, he'll miss his band concert, AND we can't go to Salt Lake again next weekend. (We were going to give the Lagoon trip one last try.) Maybe we're really not supposed to go to Lagoon! :(

Anyway, it's been tough to be cooped up all weekend (LONG weekend) while it's been perfect weather outside, but the kids have been troopers. As for this mom, hmmm. Not so much a trooper. We've gone through lots of Tylenol and lots of FOOD! Even though they are coughing their heads off, they still feel good enough to eat, so I just keep heading back to the store... 1 1/2 gallons of milk a day, lots of fishy crackers, yogurt galore and ...well, at least they're alive. :)

Mom, you're so weird!

Jaxon came into my room and climbed in bed with me early this morning. (OK it wasn't THAT early, probably around 7:00, but you all know that mornings are NOT my thing. It was still dark, Kirt and Dallin had already left for school and the other kids were still asleep.) He was a little wiggle-worm for about 10 minutes and then a conversation began:

Jax: "Mom, you're so weird."

Mom: "Why?"

Jax: "Because you like to be cold in your bed and warm in the tub!" (He was referring to the fact that our ceiling fan in our bedroom runs year round. No lie.)

Mom: "(giggles) Jax?"

Jax: "What?"

Mom: "I love you."

Jax: "Why?"

Mom: "Because you're so wierd!"

Jax: (giggles)

Smile was the very first thing I did this morning and you can ask anyone that lives here...that does NOT happen very often. :)

This canNOT be happening!

I detest the change of seasons only in one aspect. The "changing of the clothes". This is my biggest pet peeve in the world! In St. George it's especially hard because the weather plays tricks on us. We have a few days of chilly weather once fall rolls around, and then we get BLASTED with heat for a few days! So I always hesitate a little longer than needed to make the actual switch-a-roo.

As I was going through clothes the other day, I came across my eldest child's pile. He has a couple pairs of pants that fit, and two shirts. Yes, I said two. All of a sudden, this child is becoming a monster. He is 11 years old and has graduated from a size 4 shoe, to a size 8, a 10/12 shirt to a 14/16 and size 12 pants to size 14. WHAT? He's still a little boy! In my mind I just keep thinking, "This canNOT be happening!" Then reality slaps me in the face a little too unkindly. This boy is growing up.

He used to wear a size double the age he was. When he was 6 months, he wore 12 month clothes. When he was 1, he wore a size 2. I guess since he's 11, I should just be happy he doesn't wear a size 22. *sigh*