We dropped Travis, Weston and Tanner off at the hotel to rest, then everyone else went to Heritage Park (This is the Place Monument) for the afternoon. This is a pretty cool place! Almost like going to Nauvoo. They created this whole old fashioned town where you can see what it was like to live back then.
I think this was my favorite house... and possibly the kids' too! They got to wash clothes on a washboard then iron them and hang them up to dry!
We had to stop for Brigham's donuts!
The schoolhouse was cute! We sat for a lesson and the schoolteacher told us about the things they learned and forms of discipline used. Dunce cap, anyone?! I'm still not sure why we don't use a paddle anymore. ;)
Barbershop for a shave!
Panning for gold. They could have done this for hours! They we took their gold to the bank to be weighed and see how much money it was worth.
The girl on the train was a hoot!! Her accent had us all giggling!
The bird mask at the hospital was used during the Black Plague. They believed if you smelled "death", you would die. So they stuffed flowers (posies.. like the song) in the beak part so they smelled good things while they administered to infected people. Creep-o-la!
We got "prescriptions" at the hospital to take to the pharmacy. Our "medicine" was a piece of candy! I'll take it!
They also showed us how pills were made. They took a long piece of clay, laid it on this contraption then rolled the bar over the top which cut and rolled it into balls!
We stayed until closing time then headed to the hotel.
OK. This place. The Grand America. Gold plated and marbled everything! I was awe-struck.
Maybeee it was because we had just come from an outdated cabin in the woods, squished into tiny rooms, sharing tinier bathrooms.... but no. I'm certain we could have come from the fancy-pants beach house and still been blown away! I was looking for Richie Rich, Posh Spice and all the Kardashians around every corner. Talk about DEEEE-LUXE! Chris and Sharon Lindblom broke the bank on us. All the heart eyes for this pool.
Dinner time! Don't stare at the person next to you! Hehe.
It shouldn't cost $200 in pizza to feed us. But I guess the size of these pizzas was not understood upon ordering. Good grief!
We headed to Nielsens for dessert about 15 min away and the moment we got out of the car, Tanner threw up all over the parking lot. I just stared at it. Nooooooo! For the love! We thought it was over! At least it wasn't all over the car, but it was all over him. I stripped the boy down and did my best with baby wipes.
Saturday morning everyone went to Lagoon. Tanner hadn't thrown up in the night so we took our chances. It's hard with a group this big, to stay altogether, so after the main group did Cannibal we all sort of broke off, meeting up sporadically.
Didn't mind the snuggles. I don't like heights either, Tanner!
Unfortunately, he got over that quick and then was terrifying me trying to climb everywhere!
Grandma loves her theme parks!!
I've gotten old. I used to be able to do those sorts of things without headaches and nausea.
We dominated the kiddie area! Tanner seemed like himself for the first half of the day, but he wouldn't touch food.
I think he really wanted to sleep but just couldn't manage it what with all the ruckus going on around him. Mid-afternoon everyone was heading off to the next ride and I said I would hang back with him in this grassy, shaded area. Well THANK GOODNESS I did. Right after we got situated on a blanket, he started hurling. It seemed like buckets of water were pouring out of his stomach. When he finally stopped and collapsed, we had about ten minutes before he did it again. I wanted to leave but didn't dare move. That went on for a while before I felt like I could make a bread for the car. I called Travis and he was going to join me with Weston, who was feeling spent. Thankfully, we were able to leave Olive and Collin with cousins. Right after I got him buckled in his car seat, he threw up again. I tell ya. I had. had. it. I had used up all the spare clothes so he was down to his diaper again. Get us out of here!!
Back at the hotel, Travis shooed me to the pool. Which doesn't make sense. HE should have gone to the pool. He's the one who took care of the sickies all Thursday at Aspen Grove. But I cannot lie. It was wooonderfulllll.
Then Weston and I drove to Cubbys to pick up dinner. Turned out to be in a mall where you had to park and walk in, so we ate there and brought Travis home something. Those sweet potato fries with maple sauce are from the gods themselves.
Weston looked at them and with concern said, "Mom. What's wrong with your fries?!"
He hates sweet potatoes but I didn't think there was a way to dislike these fries so I told him to try a bite, fully expecting him to love them. He nibbled the end and his face screwed up in disgust. "Ewwww!"
I was in disbelief. When I told him they were sweet potato fries he looked at me like I had betrayed him! He said he was giving the restaurant a sideways thumb because it was good, but they served terrible fries.
Some pics of the late night, party animals.
Welp. All those hot dogs and icees ended up on the beautiful couch. Apparently, Collin threw up in the night, then fell back asleep in it! Woke up later, realized what he did, and told Travis, who had him just sleep on the floor the rest of the night. So I woke up to copious ralph all down the couch and dried in between the cushions. *gag* I scrubbed and scrubbed as best I could. The bits of barf clogging up the bathroom sink. The smell alone.
Did I mention it was our anniversary?
It's fun being a parent.
I'm so sorry we desecrated you, Grand America.
Travis says this is how we sleep. Him on a tiny edge and me in the middle. I beg to differ!
Now it's time to pity Travis because he dropped Tanner and I off at the Provo airport to fly home and he had to drive the rest of the way with Collin throwing up in the backseat. And bless his heart, but Collin is not a quiet, sick person. He throws up his toes and cries and moans and makes sure everyone knows exactly how he's feeling. Travis was feeling nauseous himself so it was a very long, awful trip home. I didn't know what to expect from Tanner so I packed tons of extra clothes, baby wipes and garbage bags. Thank the HEAVENS, he did not throw up. But he did pull down my tray table so many times that I got lectured from the man sitting in front of us. Sorry, dude. But if we want to talk grievances, your B.O. is at the top of the list.
If only I could have said it.
But it's fine. I'm fine. We're fine!
Abbey was with me so she was my moral support. Jefferson was on our flight too, but he was sitting further back.
Abbey was with me so she was my moral support. Jefferson was on our flight too, but he was sitting further back.
Abbey's sister, Sammy, picked us up from the airport and boy oh boy was it good to be home! Although, I think Tanner was a little bored after so much excitement.
Shredding baby wipes...
Happy 13 years to our family!!! It ain't all DQ blizzards and dancing. Sometimes you get to scrape vomit off high end upholstery, but at least I get to do it with my one and only!
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