(weak)end

I had big plans for our weekend. We were going to make really adorable gluten-free Christmas cookies and then see the Festival of Lights. But a virus happened. Look! I tweeted (twatted?) about it:



It started with Audrey barfing all over herself in the car Wednesday afternoon on the ride to pick up Julian from school. And then the barfing didn't stop until last night (Sunday). And of course, I got sick too, because I've got that baby ALL up in my grill (can I say "grill"? I'm very, very white. I don't know if I can pull that one off) all the time. So I was sick all weekend too. Which left poor Julian to be neglected and watch a crapton of television, and play an even bigger crapton of Wii games. And Wade had to do all the caring for sick people duties, on top of having to go into work. Eff, man. Eff.

So I've got no awesome pictures to show from my weekend, because who takes pictures of barf? Not me. Which must surprise you, I know, because I'm so gross. But really, I don't like to document the pukes.

However, here is an awesome picture of my kids cheesing it up in a redwood doghouse at Costco:



I don't know why they both wanted to climb in there, but it made me laugh really, really hard. And Julian swears that someone put barbeque sauce on one of the inside walls. I told him it was probably sap, but he says that it was more of a splatter not made by nature. So some other crazies probably let their kids hang out in there too, except that they let them take a bottle of Sweet Baby Ray's up in there, and go to town decorating the walls. Right on!

I hope you all had a beautiful weekend, free from the barfies, and did lots of fun holiday activities. Tell me all about them. Ready? GO!