Family History calls and so I am popping back in for some quick re-caps.
Kid date night. Brian has been putting in tons of hours at work trying to get the business plan put together. (When I say tons I mean almost 17 hours a day. The other hours of the day are devoted to sleeping, getting ready for the day, getting ready for bed and commuting.) So a couple of weeks ago the kids and I had our own date night. After Macy's dance we went out to dinner over in Daybreak. Of course dinner had to include dessert so we had some over-priced gelato. We then played around the lakes until the rain chased us home. It was one of the best date nights in a long time.
I believe the following week was when Braden caught the stomach flu. The little guy was miserable and got so dehydrated we had to take him to a Kidscare for an IV. They stuck him 3 times before declaring they couldn't get a vein and sent me to the ER (which happened to be in the same building). I then paid another co-pay, had to go through the illness history again with another doctor to again be told it was stomach flu. They stuck him with the needle 2 times before they got a vein. Of course we were in the ER so a 15 minute procedure turned out to be an all night event. I was not happy. If they hadn't have left the IV in I would have walked out (I had already paid and there wasn't more to do for him and I already knew the recommendations to help him). After his flu recovery the girls shared a cold with him and that zapped him for another week. Luckily it is over and he is back to normal and they way he has been eating I am sure he will surpass the lost poundage soon. Here he is miserable in the ER.

After dance one week Macy gets in the car and tells me she is quitting ballet. I asked her why. She replied that she "had too much to do." I asked, "like what?" "I have dance, soccer and school." "That's it?" I said. After a pause she responded, "and a dance recital." Man what a hectic life. Too bad I told her she can't quit and dance is almost over with for the summer.
Speaking of soccer, here is a picture of her game today. Today she showed a little more aggression. I think she really likes dance and soccer. She really likes to play with friends too and that is a big dilemma.
The blond girl on her team is real good and aggressive. Today Macy kept trying to take the ball from her own team mate. Last week I realized that to be a soccer mom in Utah I am going to have to start wearing thermals. Today that was re-confirmed.
During dance Kelsey, Braden and I sit in the car because it is too far to head back home. I let Kelsey play around in the car. The same day Macy and I had the previously mentioned conversation, I looked back to find chocolate on Braden's mouth. I asked Kelsey where it can from. It was an M&M she found on the ground. Then I noticed a jolly rancher in her mouth. It too come from the floor of the carpet. Luckily I found the wrapper so it wasn't a previously sucked on candy.
This week I did some updating to our family's 72 hour kit. I finally purchased a large enough backpack to carry it all. I threw out one set of diapers (size 5) and kept the other set for Braden (they were for Kelsey). That tells you how long it has been. I think we are all set. I still have to replace some water and first aid stuff, but other than that we are set. My only concern is that I might tip over if it is blowing too hard. This thing is heavy and stuffed to the brim. I can't wait until my kids are old enough to haul their own food. I was able to pawn off some things to their own backpacks because Macy and Kelsey are old enough to carry some. Here is the monster pack. I took it for a trial run up the stairs carrying Braden. I sure hope he learns to walk soon. Even then I still need to hit the weights a little harder to get very far. Good thing kids move slow.

An update on me. Besides the kids real estate is keeping me fairly busy. I am working on selling 2 homes and helping someone buy a home. Plus I have an awfully picky client looking for a home. The name starts with a "B" and ends with a "rian".