Sick Sick Sick and The Grandma

We have pretty much been sick for the last 2 weeks. We have had fevers, the throw ups, and that other nasty thing also. This along with lots of runny noses. Most everybody has just been feeling yucky. Most of us are getting ready to leave for someplace. Wayne and I were taking Addie and Nevin and going to Utah on Monday for a week. We are going to bless Dallas and Chelsea's baby and just visit for a week. Our plans have changed a little though. Rich's grandma died in California, so they are leaving on Monday also to go do funeral stuff. The last plans were that they are also going to Utah at the beginning of the week and then going over to California. Penny also wants to come, but we'll see. She has work next week. Addie has learned to crawl, and now she is really getting into trouble. She has been sick for about 3 weeks, and is still kind of grumpy. She is getting better, so hopefully she will get back to her normal funny self.

Rub a Dub Dub

3 monkeys in a tub

Conol loosing another front tooth

Addie all dressed up

Liam put on Emilie's glasses

Nevin making his own glasses

Addie going somewhere all dressed up

Poor Aiden after about 2 1/2 hours at the dentist

Nevin with a nose job

Chelsea and Marley

Dallas and Marley

Rich's grandma Leonicia. Everyone always refered to her as "Grandma". This pic was taken in July 2007. She turned 96 years a couple of weeks ago. She was the funniest little lady I ever saw. She was so spunky. I was privileged to spend 10 days with her in 2007 when I went to California to watch Rich and Ginger's kids. She was so funny. Her and Nevin used to fight and fight. He was always stealing her little walker and running off with it. She was sad at times because she missed her husband, and now she is with him again, so she is happy. She had a huge closet full of matched sets of clothes and tons of jewelry. She always wore it. When I first got to California, she came up to me crying. She said she needed to know the address of "this place" so she could call her husband and tell him where to pick her up. She said he had went to the airport to get the girls, but she had been moved to another place and didn't know where it was. She was insistant that I go outside and look up the address. She was having a melancholy moment. One day when I was cooking chicken nuggets for the kids she came in and took one (still frozen) and asked what it was. I told her and said they still needed to cook and she said that was okay, she'd eat it like that. Mind you, she had no teeth. She ate the whole thing. She would usually come in several times in the morning and announce "I work up and now I'm ready for breadfast" She usually ate "breakfast" 3 or 4 times every morning. She used to get up in the middle of the night and take all the clothes out of her closet and fold them on the bed. She never knew, in the morning, how they got on her bed and always denied that she did it. Chita said she used to pick up the kids clothes from around the house and fold them also. When she slept she curled up into a little ball. She was so tiny. I am so grateful that I was able to know her.