So, after spending a lovely week with Chad's family. We drove up to Bountiful to spend the rest of our vacation with Bekah's parents. About an hour after we arrived at my parental's house, Addi puked everywhere. And thus began the week from h-e-double hockey sticks. Addi had the worst case of the stomach flu. I will leave out the gory details, but suffice to say, I completely lost my appetite for the week. 24 hours into her stomach flu, both Chad and my mom came down with it. It was ugly. Two days later, Reid had a rough night and I'm pretty sure his tummy was hurting. The next day, I started feeling nauseous. It was horrendous. Finally, the second to last day of our trip, we were all feeling mostly better. We took a little trip to the temple, which Addi told me was so "special." Too bad she wasn't acting like it. She was a total brat, but she was also on the mend from the worst sickness she'd ever had, so I will try to understand the poor behavior.
Oh, and Dolly came too. Of course.
Hugs.
Proof that Reid did accompany us on this vacation.
Running to Grandpa.
iPad time with cousins.
She loved Ellie and Cassie.
My poor little dude wasn't feeling so hot. Grammy was good to him. She had the magic touch.
This completes my travelogue of our epic Utah 2013 trip.
