Last weekend B and I tagged along with Mom while she took a load of Holly's stuff to her new place. We are loving the fact that Holly is within driving distance now.
Grandma shared her ice cream cone with Branson on the drive. It did a great job of keeping him entertained, but he was a mess by the time he was finished.
We stayed in a hotel since Holly is still getting settled in her place. Auntie Holly kept B entertained while I got ready the next morning by jumping between beds with him. He thought this was pretty great.
He had a fun night away and even enjoyed seeing Auntie Patty and Uncle Mahlon who were in Spokane at the state basketball tournament.
By the time we got home on Saturday B and I were both exhausted. By Sunday I had to admit that what I was feeling was more than just pregnancy sickness. Sure enough I went to the doctor on Monday and was diagnosed with Influenza. Branson had a runny nose and a cough all week and was one tire little boy. After a long nap one afternoon he climbed on the couch and fell back a sleep. Those of you who know my son knows that this doesn't happen. We had to get a picture to prove that it did happen and just because he looked so sweet.
