Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Vegas Vomit Vacation




Ya know when you dream about getting away? Visions of relaxation or new experiences can distract you from work on your last day before vacation? We were so excited to go to Las Vegas....

Logan started puking about 30 minutes after we left Fillmore. I passed it off as "we shouldn't have given him that curly fry." But when Tori and Allison threw up about 15 mintues before we got to our hotel I knew something was wrong. Too late to turn back, however. And I'm sure the sight of our Utah Vomit Van proved to be excellent birth control for poor valet attendants. Celeste stayed with my sister in St. George and was successful in not only missing the bowl but managed to infect her cousins as well.

We did make it to the top of the Stratosphere (forgot the camera), to the M&M store and spent a little bit of time at the pool in between illnesses. The pool was on the roof (38th floor) of our hotel which is why you can see cranes in the background. It was pretty neat.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Check Logan's Mouth!


Tori opened a new Barbie tonight (it was a reward for quitting thumbsucking). I suppose they were looking for a lost Barbie shoe--or brush--or something small. Allison asked her where it was and Tori's response?! "CHECK LOGAN'S MOUTH!" Like it's a drawer or a shelf where small random objects should be kept. It's so funny, though, because it's true. He's always chewing on something. And it's nice that I don't have to vacuum so much anymore.... Kids are great, huh?