Being Sick

As a mom, I'm used to comforting sick kids and feeling miserable for them. Now, when it's me who's miserable, they are sweet and comforting me. Steve was great last night and fed the kids dinner and got them dressed for bed. Then he brought them in to our room for family prayer so I didn't have to get out of bed. After the prayer, I told the kids that I couldn't give them hugs and kisses because I didn't want them to get sick. They walked across the hall to their room and Logan just started crying, almost bawling actually. Steve couldn't get him to say what was wrong, but I figured it was about me. So I called to him that he could come back and tell me his knock knock jokes. That got his attention. So he and Rowen came running back to my bed and climbed up. I think Rowen told me her jokes first, while Logan finished with his sniffles. Then Logan looked at me with big tears in his eyes and said "knock knock". I asked "who's there" and he replied, "sick ... I mean, I hope" and I asked "I hope who" and he said "I hope you feel better and I love you". So of course, against my better judgment, I had to let him hug me. He has such a gentle heart some times. I need to remember the times like this one, the next time I get angry at him for not listening. I really love Logan more than I can say. And Rowen too, of course, even if her knock knock jokes usually involve chickens, eyeballs, or apples on orange trees. She was sweet and wanted to give me kisses. I finally let her kiss the top of my head, cause I figured germs would have a hard time getting there.

Disneyland Pictures

Disneyland with Gramma

The kids and I went to Disneyland last week for my mom's birthday. It was fun. We only went from 2-8, so the kids didn't have time to get exhausted. Of course, we didn't get to do everything, but we got to do more than I would have thought. That could be because I never let anyone slow down or take a break. After all, that's what standing in line is for. We went on Pirates, and then Peter Pan (which was by far the longest line we stood in all day). Then we went on Roger Rabbit and talked Logan into going on Gadget's Go Coaster. He hadn't been on it in almost 2 years. And he liked it. We even went on it twice. It was a lot of fun.

Then we went on Big Thunder Mountain, cause it's my mom's favorite. We put folded up paper towels in Rowen's shoes just to make sure she was tall enough, but then they measured her again right before getting on the ride and she was tall enough without the paper towels. She loved it. Logan was sitting in between his gramma and grampa, so he wasn't going anywhere. And he seemed like he was ok with it, but he was still a little nervous during the ride. Rowen was sitting next to me and was smiling and loving it the whole time. And she kept sliding around. She even held on with one hand and raised one arm in the air for a few seconds. She's awesome.

Then, after going on Star Tours, she wanted to go on Space Mountain. She was tall enough, and I warned her it would be dark and she still wanted to go. But I was hurrying trying to return a flash drive to some people who dropped it, and she was chasing after me. As I rounded a corner, she cut it too close and ran right into a hand rail, which at 40 inches tall, is perfectly eyebrow level. Within 2-3 minutes, it was swollen and purple. But as she was crying, she said she wanted to go on the ride, so away we went. And she loved it. She held onto my arm in the dark, but she still loved it. She keeps talking about it ever since, too, saying that she wants to go on it again. Logan stayed off the ride with Gramma. But he's getting braver. Rowen just happens to be braverer.

Anyway, here's some pictures from our day at Disneyland.

~Jenn