Slimming Down

I usually joke that because my birthday is in February, that we celebrate my birthday all month. It really was joke this year because we all got sick - some of us more than once.


I once read that if you look at things from a positive point of view, even if you don't feel like it, eventually you will begin to think more positively. I tried to do that during our puke flu phases and it worked a little. Here are some of the positive things about our month! - Ok, maybe positive isn't the right word but definetly funny -


Carsen had a never ending pink mustache stain from the food coloring we used in the Valentine's Day cookies.

Travis' never ending moaning during his sick time scared Ammon to the point of tears. The funny thing about this was that Travis was completley oblivious to why Ammon was crying until after he had recovered.

I may have married a romantic after all (nice balloon right?). He has now given me flowers on Valentines Day, watched every episode of Glee with me (how can you love a show when you dislike so many of the characters in it???), AND will readily admit that he loves Justin Bieber's "Baby" song. Too much actually. We have listened to it at least twice every night since the Grammy's.

I don't know how to flip this. I'm working on the laptop so I can just pick up the whole computer and rotate it. Sorry if you can't. This was Carsen's valentine to his daddy. "I love you! Happy Valentine's Day Love Carsen"

Pictures of puppu and puppa. The puppies for Travis' card (we made a BIG card).

Ammon has enough fat reserves to handle being totally sick for a week. He is actually happier to have nothing in his tummy.

Ammon is great at sharing sickness. He passed the puke flu on to Grandma Barton, Grandpa Barton, and Uncle Keith (we get to blame the youngest because that is what always happened in my family).

I know it probably sounds mean, but one night Ammon had been up and sick and when I went to get a diaper then heard grunting from the room he was in. This is what I found. I guess everything is funny that early...

By the way, if anyone read the title of this post and expected I would be posting pictures of myself, shame on you. Shame.

Actually, I know we need to update our family picture. I suggest doing it every Sunday before we run out the door to church. The problem is, we're always late for church anyway. I know you probably think any normal family could just take the picture after church but...

After church means:

One of us will take off his tie before walking in the door

Two of us are sweaty enough to pass for marathon runners

And one of us is covered in crayon