Saturday/Sunday of Spring Break up North.

Saturday Morning Dean stayed behind to help mom with dad and watch the two little boys while Lea and I took the kids to the Bountiful temple to do baptisms. It was so packed we waited about an hour to get back to even get dressed then another 45 minutes to go in the font area, and then another 30 minutes for the kids to get baptized.  Preston was able to baptize all the kids plus a couple more.  It was so neat to see my son do that for the first time.  Definitely a proud mom moment right there.  He spoke loud and did a great job.  After the temple we headed home because dad needed a break from the boys.  We got home to the Monson's and planned to spend the day with mom and watch the Jazz game on T.V. with them.  That evening as we were eating dinner Addison said she wasn't feeling good and started to throw up.  She spent the evening sick by the toilet.  Around midnight I was awaken by throw up being splashed on the ground around me.  As Brecken throw up off the top bunk onto the bed below and the ground.  It was a mess.  We had to clean up all the while Addison and Brecken were throwing up as we cleaned up.  During the cleaning up time Dad Monson needed help so Dean helped his mom with dad while I continued to clean up throw up.  I think I took out 20 trash bags of throw up in them that night.  It was a really rough night for all of us.  I don't think I slept more then an hour or two at the most.  The next day was Sunday and after the night we had we were going to have Dean head home with the sick kids so that Preston wouldn't get the sickness with his surgery the next day.  After morning came though we decided to just have Preston stay upstairs like he did the night before and have the sick kids stay downstairs.  It was a pretty rough day for dad and the two sick kids but they started getting on the mend around the late afternoon and so that was good.  We woke up early Monday morning and left Shaylee in charge of the kids and packing.  We got a call saying Shaylee was sick and throwing up when we arrived at the hospital.  We were praying the rest of us wouldn't get it.  It was definitely a hard spring break with Dean's dad on hospice and slowly dying, to the sick kids, and surgery.  I've never been more exhausted in my whole life.