Day camp wasn't all it was cracked up to be this year, or maybe it was- Dallin just didn't get to find out. He was really excited to go -really really excited. He had to be at the church at 7:00am which is like the middle of the night for him so I was a bit worried when he went to bed extra late the night before that we would have a rocky morning. But I woke him up about quarter to 7:00 reminded him it was Day Camp and he bounded out of bed, dressed ate breakfast all with a huge smile and a bounce in his step. He got off to Day camp and the day started out pretty normally. Everyone else was still asleep and I was working on the computer (I call it working but it is really just reading the news, message boards, watching bobcasts and the like), when I got a call. It was Dallin scout leader saying he was throwing up. I had a hard time believing it, less than 2 hours ago he was perfectly fine. But I woke Rachel up loaded her up and headed up the canyon to fetch him. He had indeed thrown up and was feeling awful. He spent the rest of the day in bed. We had the rodeo to go to that night so I was debating what to do about that but figured if he didn't eat anything all day he probably wouldn't throw up while there. Well a little after noon the kids came running up the stairs saying Ryan threw up. The fun had begun. Dallin and Ryan were sick the rest of the day. I got a babysitter so the rest of us could go to the Rodeo. I made the sickies stay in the bedroom and told the babysitter to just watch movies downstairs or something so he wouldn't be exposed to their germs. Well I guess he got bored downstairs because he ended up in the room with the boys playing computer games.
The rodeo was great by the way - I love all the music, excitement and adrenaline that comes with those kinds of things. Those cowboys sure amaze me- winning means a lot of money, but I don't know if that kind of pain would really be worth it. Maybe I'm just a wimp.
Well the next day everyone was fine no more throwing up. Saturday it was Taylor and Rick's turn- Taylor was better by the next day but Rick always like taking a long turn so he was sick the next few days. The girls managed to pass that one by. So we thought the throw up fairy had left our house - it had I think it just moved up to Soda Springs and hit mom and then on to Island Park and struck David and then came back with us to Peter and Jacob. I am not sure if it was all the same bug or not - there was several days between our sicknesses and theirs and the symptoms weren't exactly the same but whatever the case might be there was a lot of nausea, throwing up and diarrhea going around.
The good thing about all this is that I was planning on cleaning my carpet anyway before my family arrived so I didn't have to do anymore cleaning than planned. It was a little grosser than I thought and my washing machine was running non stop for a few days but my carpets were freshly washed. Every scrap of clothing Ryan owned had to be washed, he threw up in his bed which has drawers underneath it. Somehow the vomit found its way in his drawers all over his clothes. So he got nice clean clothes, nice clean drawers and nice clean carpet. I really am glad I owe a carpet cleaner at times like this- although tile and a mop might be easier.
I decided to use a picture of the Rodeo for this post since I didn't take any of the throw up and even if I did a v0mit pictures not to exciting.
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