For our third year now our family has driven to Utah for the week of Thanksgiving. It works well right now while the kids are all still in elementary school since it is also the end of Parent/Teacher Conferences. They end up missing 3 half-days of school. I can justify that.
This year we brought along a couple of extra things: a
bulging waist and a
stack of "barf buckets".
Paige came down with the stomach flu 2 days before our scheduled departure. She would be sick after eating breakfast but then would keep her food down for the rest of the day and act fine. We kept thinking she was over it and then the next morning would come. This lasted through Saturday. Everyone else was fine until early Thanksgiving morning when Caleb came down with it. This is how he spent his Thanksgiving. He really looks too happy here in the photo but he really had no appetite and layed around on the couch all day.

I did a very
weak job in the picture department this trip. But for family history sake here is a brief synopsis of our trip:
We tried something new this year and left on Friday evening to drive to Dillon, MT all in order to finish the drive early enough Saturday so that we could watch the BYU-UTAH game at Steph and Evan's where we were staying. We're not so sure it was worth making it for the game now but it was nice to get into SLC in the early afternoon for once. We have been waiting to share the baby news with our family for this trip as a little surprise. We decided we would see if anyone would be brave enough to say anything about my expanding waistline. Steph and Evan weren't. Cyd and Jeff came over later and they weren't either. So after a few hours we finally said something. All claim they knew they just didn't want to be the one to say something and be wrong.
We spent a couple of days with Steph and her family and on Monday headed down to Provo to stay with Blake's parents for a few nights. We visited, saw Bolt, ate at Gondolfo's, I went to Twilight with Krista and Amy, ate at the Brick Oven, and did a little shopping among other things. The boys loved playing Doggy Dominoes and Steal the Pile with Grandma and Grandpa. My Dad and Sylvia had been in Paris and arrived home Wednesday evening so we stopped by that night to say hi. Sylvia was the first one there to say something about the baby. She was in the middle of a phone conversation when we arrived, but when she looked over at me after a few minutes she exclaimed "Kara, do you have something you want to tell us?"
Thursday we were back to Steph and Evan's for the Ballif Thanksgiving dinner and to spend our last two nights. (It's closer to Spokane). We spent Friday afternoon at Jenn and Justin's house for the Streuling Thanksgiving dinner. Jenn was also brave enough to say something about the baby. It was a lot of delicious food two days in a row.


We left Saturday morning for the long drive home. The weather was fine and the drive was mostly uneventful for us. We did come upon a roll-over accident shortly after it happened which is always sobering and we did aquire a crack in our windshield that has been slowly growing. Better that than an accident though.
Despite the sicknesses we had a wonderful time visiting with everyone and we
apologize to any of our family members we may have infected with our presence. Thanks for having us anyway!
We love you all!