Time with Papaw and Memaw Part 2

I'm sure you're expecting to see all the adorable pictures from our little trip to Blue Bell. Unfortunately, those will come a little later. Here's why.

Monday morning, the morning of our trip to Blue Bell, we woke up at 5:30 to no AC. We called our home warranty company, fully expecting them to be able to come out that afternoon, once we were home, to fix our AC. Through a series of phone calls, most of which left me frustrated with stupid people, we find out that the AC company won't be coming out till Tuesday at noon. I used the three-young-kids-in-the-house card. That only guaranteed that someone would be out within 24 hours from when I called, which ended up being about noon on Tuesday.

Determined to enjoy our time with Papaw and Memaw at Blue Bell, we pressed on. The challenge to this "press on attitude" came in the form of lots of diarrhea from Micah. We could tell that he just didn't feel well when he didn't want to eat any ice cream at the end of our tour. Not a good sign! Then Benjamin started having some iffy diapers.

After lunch at McDonald's, several gross diapers, we went home to our hot and humid house. Our hope was that it wouldn't be too terribly hot, we could let the boys nap, then head to a friend's house till Papaw and Memaw came back and we could hang out at their nicely cooled hotel room.

By about 3:30, we were miserably hot! I somehow fell asleep in the heat, only to wake up with the same issues as the boys were having, though Benjamin seemed to be doing okay at this point.

Our very kind, dear, loving friends the Findleys let us crash at their house for about an hour. What a blessing it was! And Happy birthday Michael!!

At about 5:00, we headed to the Krajca's hotel, and they graciously took us out to dinner. Micah and I had to make several trip to and from the bathroom during dinner, but we were very thankful to not be in our hot house!

We stayed at the hotel, where Papaw and Memaw took Elizabeth swimming, while Curtis ran to the store to see if there was anything we could give Micah for his not stop diarrhea, and I laid on the couch in the hotel feeling miserable. By the way, there is nothing over the counter that you can give a two year old with diarrhea. We now know that their kidneys are too young to handle anything.

At about 9, we went back to our hot, humid, stuffy house, which wasn't nearly as cooled down as we had hoped. All three kids went down fairly easily, and our every kind and helpful friends the Arnolds let us borrow three fans to try to make the night bearable. Curtis rigged the fans up maximizing the amount of coolish moving air, and I dosed on the couch while watching the Olympics. At about 11, I woke up, ran to the bathroom, and puked everywhere. And hour later, Micah did the same thing.

If there's anything worse that having terrible tummy issues, it's having terrible tummy issues in at house that is well over 80 degrees.

Our night was rough. Both Micah and I continued to have our tummy troubles through the day. Thankfully, Curtis was able to stay home and help. And by 1:30 yesterday afternoon, we had AC again!

This morning, I woke up to the baby crying, optimistic that today would be a better day in the tummy department. Shortly after that, Benjamin puked all over me. So now he's down with the tummy troubles. Curtis is feeling pretty bad and having some mind tummy issues. Micah and I both feel pretty crummy, but our tummies are better off than yesterday. And so far, Elizabeth has avoided the whole thing!

So, that's the latest from the Krajca house. Terribly exciting, but not in a good way!