St. George, April 2008

This was definitely one trip that we will all remember, but not necessarily because we want to. For the most part it was fun, but then there was those parts that we will choose to try to forget.

We arrived in St. George on Wed. and got settled in. The next day we ventured out to some of the parks that we heard were really fun. We went to this place called Pioneer Park. It was really windy and in the low 70's, but we still were excited to go. As we climbed the rocks and enjoyed nature we were really glad that we went. The boys had a great time and loved being able to go outside and play. After that we ate lunch and went to a playground and played with the boys on the swings and jungle gym (is that still what they are called?). After that we were tuckered out and went home for naps. After that Dave, Andrea, and Blake came to stay for a couple of days. To top off the day Paul took the boys swimming and we ate homemade tacos. Yum!! That night is when the real excitement began.

Around 4 am Gabe woke up crying, but I was able to calm him down. Around 4:30 am just as I was starting to fall asleep we were awoken by a crying Noah and sounds of throwing up. (the sound that every parent dreads when a child is sleeping. No one likes to clean up throw up in a bed.) Luckily Paul was able to get in the bathroom fast enough and we didn't have to clean up the bed. For the next 5 hours Noah was throwing up about every 20 minutes. It was so awful. We felt so bad for him. All day Friday he was sick and couldn't keep anything down. We just hung out in the condo all day and took care of him. Finally in the evening he was able to eat something and not lose it. He threw up once that night and then woke up the next day feeling lots better. We went swimming and ate lunch and then Dave and Andrea had to go home. We decided to go to the new In-n-Out Burger in St. George that just opened for dinner. After buying all the food I was the only one that ate anything. Paul started to feel sick and Noah was still not feeling 100%. Gabe, however, did eat his with bribery. The old "take another bite and you can have some soda" trick. After dinner we went home and Paul was stricken with the same thing Noah had, but it was worse. From about 7:30 pm to 6 am he was throwing up (along with other things) about every 20-30 minutes. I have never in my life seen (or heard) someone so sick. I had to sleep in another room. The next morning my brother (Dave) called and said that he and Andrea were going through the same thing. We couldn't figure out if it was food poisoning or just a virus, but Gabe and I are still in the clear. Neither one of us has gotten sick. So, I cleaned up everything and loaded everything into the car and we left with a sick Paul to drive the 4 hours home and I was never so happy to get into my own bed.

Like I said, we had a lot of fun, but there are some things that we would rather forget. I don't think we will ever feel the same about the "Condo in St. George" again. Hopefully when we go back we will have a much healthier and better time.