This week started out great because it was the tail-end of General Conference. General Conference is when the leaders of our church in Utah (where the church headquarters are) broadcast a conference to the entire world. The talks are uplifting and informative, we learn about progress in the church (for instance, they just announced that there would be a temple built in Austin, which is exciting because it’ll be another one that will be kind of close to us). I made cinnamon rolls to go with breakfast, the kids hung out in their jammies, and we had a great weekend. The rest of the week flew by and then Thursday was the kids’ Fiesta parties. Fiesta is a huge party in San Antonio. It’s kind of like San Antonio’s version of Mardi Gras. I didn’t get to attend Joseph’s party (it was in his classroom and his teacher let us know that inside parties still can’t have visitors), but I did get to go hang out with Abigail at her party (since it was outside on their playground). Friday was a school holiday (because there’s a huge parade downtown that a lot of the marching bands are in…attendance on parade day would be abysmal at best, so they made it a holiday), so I took the kids up to New Braunfels. At Paul’s suggestion, we visited the McKenna Children’s Museum, which was fun. I think Joseph might have been a little old for it, but he still made the best of it and I think he had fun. Abigail had a blast. We then rounded out our fun day with a trip to Buc-ee’s and Happy Meals for dinner (the kids were excited to find out that McDonald’s currently has Sonic toys). Late last night, Abigail said that her stomach hurt. I didn’t think much of it, since she didn’t have a fever, but then she threw up. She ended up spending the night on a mattress on the floor of our bedroom so that I could be right there to help her get to her bowl. She threw up a few more times during the night (with the last time being about four in the morning), but she has kept water down and has even had a couple of pieces of bread. I’m thinking it was something she ate (maybe at her Fiesta party…I got to her party a bit late, so I missed seeing what she might have eaten) because she’s acting totally normal and still doesn’t have a fever; not lethargic like she is when she has a tummy bug. Oh, and did I mention Paul is up in Dallas for a political conference? I missed my clean-up helper last night, but we made it through. 🙂 Here’s to hoping she continues to improve. I still drop everything and jump up every time she coughs, but she has assured me that they’re “fake coughs” (what she calls a cough that doesn’t lead to her throwing up).