What a weekend...Starting out with the Flu bug-I woke Friday morning feeling well enough when I stepped out of bed, not even 30 minutes later to find my stomach turning and churning. As bad as I felt Tyler and Tate did quite well, cuddling with me on the couch, coloring and letting me just lay and be still. What I found humorous was after McKenna came home I fell asleep on the couch and woke to my children running around with the bag of chips. I have to say that would be the first time my kids have gotten in the food and helped themselves. They really don't mind me being sick to much, back to back movies and chips and cookies, anything to keep'em happy. As the girls went to bed that evening they bid me a sweet "hope you feel better in the morning Mom!" It was really quite sweet!

It was a bad day, but alas 24 hours later it was gone and I was well...sadly the take doesn't end there. Saturday morning McKenna wandered into my room with a sad, "Mommy my tummy doesn't feel good." Yes a little over a month later McKenna came down with the stomach flu again. Poor Girl, although I'm proud of her for handling it so much better than she did the last time. I'm really one for details and I'm fighting the urge to divulge but alas you don't need to read it. Occasionally she called out for the need to have her back rubbed, but twice she asked us, "Does Jesus Love Me?" My heart dropped as I tried to figure out why she would wonder... WE quickly responded with a, "yes, of course he does!"

Many a prayer was said that evening, and by the time they all headed to bed, McKenna seemed to be doing better. She woke up quite happy and although I was planning on staying home with the kids from church, after quick baths, they informed me that we WERE going to church. By a miracle and the Spanish group starting 15 minutes later than the Dnglish we actually made it on time. The kids were great during Sacrament Meeting and afterwards Tyler was excited to head to Primary. She knew the other 2 kids were leaving with me, but with the knowledge that the Primary would be singing "Happy Birthday" to her gave her the courage to stay. Not only stay, but she sat so reverently with her arms folded waiting for her teacher and class to join her in the primary room. It was adorable! She's so excited for her upcoming birthday, she brings it up in each and every prayer she says.

Well this entry is pry long enough-so until the next time...