We are experiencing some major sickness in Barrville. This is quite possibly the sickest Shenzie has ever been. Jeff was on his death bed a week in a half ago. I find it hard to believe the sickies stuck around here that long, but maybe? Either way this is one GROSS sicky. Between the throwing up, the constant diaper changes and her poor little red bum I feel so sorry for her. I am PRAYING Heaten and I don’t get it, but I think our chances are slim to none. Boooo!

Yesterday both Shenzie and Heaten finally said I love you (not unprompted, but it still counts right?). Coincidence? I think not. She knew she had to lay on the charm for what was coming. Just like the good old days, up to my elbows in throwup and crap. Oh how very glamorous motherhood can be!!

Still my little fashionista, even when sick.