A rough few days for Elise :*(

For those of us who know and love Elise, she NEVER sleeps on the couch, sleeps through a picture without waking up, and is rarely sitting still. So...what's wrong with this picture? Well the poor little kiddo started out Sat morning with the stomach flu (she'd gotten sick in the middle of the night and didn't call for us, just made her bed and went back to sleep!) She was so lethargic and just laying around flat on her back between the double digit sessions in the garbage can. Ended up 30 hrs of constant vomiting and pretty severe dehydration that landed us in Children's ER for 5 hrs.
This is her right after we got back from the hospital, ID bracelet on ankle and all! She was SO brave and didn't cry at all during the entire endeavor (much thanks to the awesome hospital staff - seriously they were awesome - an IV became "a little straw to help her body take a big drink of water, and a special pillow to lay her arm on"). The one funny thing is that as soon as the IV came out and band-aid went on her hand, she refused to use it, like it had a huge gaping wound on it. Funny kid!



Moral of the story is that we are so grateful for having healthy kids ~ much on my mind when we were there was the families that we know for which Children's Hospital is a common place to visit. Thank you God and even more prayers go to those kids and families!

2nd moral is that I am so grateful to have a supportive husband and DAD to our kids (PS He gave up going to the Vikings/Packer's game with Grandma Grandma). I'll never forget the image of him carrying her around and laying in the hospital bed with her.

Last thing is that I have to mention that poor Patrick has been sick since yesterday with a random fever (most likely from his 15 mo shots). Despite this he's been pretty much smiley and whiny all in one, poor little guy!
He was about 50th% for height and 25th% for weight - less and less thigh folds as he climbs, "runs", etc EVERYWHERE. Tonight he came up to Elise and gave her a head butt followed by a kiss (that was swiftly directed by Mom to her forehead).
Two words for him SWEET (kissing dolls) and BOY (immediately throwing them to the ground and grunting and saying WOW right after!).

WE ARE BLESSED!!!