A Sick Trip to Ohio + Yard Sales

You know I don't miss the annual Navarre Garage sales in Ohio. My mom, sister and I have been going for YEARS.

This time Ernesto flew in too (usually the sales fall on his annual golf outing in Vegas). We had plans of hanging with my siblings all weekend. Plus my dad tempted Ernesto with Ohio golf promises.

These little travelers were ready to go!

We decided to fly up on Wednesday morning. Flying standby is all about being flexible and this flight had 100 seats open. Bad for Delta, but great for us.

We had a full row and this gave baby girl a chance to try out Economy Plus. Look at all that extra leg room! This is her 5th flight!!

The flight was pretty non-eventful, just the regular chas of travelling with three kids.....until pobrecito Marcelo puked. UGH!
Well, poor baby had just eaten a bagel with cream cheese, so it was pretty creamy (TMI?) and easy to catch in the handy little vomit bags in the seat pocket. Needless to say, that slowed him down.

Oh those lips!! He curled up and slept the rest of the flight.

We thought maybe he was sick from the flight/turbulence, but he has never had problems before. He ran in the airport to greet my parents and seemed back to normal...until later that afternoon when he crashed on the couch. He slept there for 4 hours. His brother also took a long nap on the couch. Odd, but they were awake super early, so I didn't think too much about it.

Note to self: A scene like this (voluntary napping during the day?!) should generally cause suspicion.

Friday was the yard sale extravaganza. My mom, sister and I were out sale-ing from 830am til 430pm. Whew! So. FUN!

How did I not get a pic with all of us!? (bad blogger!)

By the way, that is a fireplace screen my mom is holding...for her garden! She is truly the queen of re-purposing!

What did I get you ask?? Not much.

I actually didn't come home with anything big this year. (Sadly, no runs for Paul's Shuttle!) but I did score the mother load of tutus for my little mexi-cana! (You KNOW baby girl is going to wear her share of tutus-white, black, pink, aqua and chartreuse!)

One lady was selling a bunch of cute Gap clothing for .50 each so that was fun, but probably the thing I was most excited about was a plant...and it was free!!

Every year I admire this one garden. It has one area covered in "Cats and Kittens" and this year I asked if she would share. And she did.

These creep and cover the ground. Just amazing.

Next year I will take a picture of hers covering the ground so you can see. Duh! As you may have figured out, I go gaga over any succulents. These are like Hens and Chicks which I have a ton of, but they are smaller and have a more rounded shape.

By late afternoon, Ernesto said he was starting to feel "something weird" in his stomach. Uh Oh.

We wanted to get out of the house and walk to Sippo Lake with the kids (just down at the end of my parents street) No sooner did we get to the bottom of the driveway and Mateo puked, half on my pant leg and half in the street. He just wanted to change his shirt inside and continue walking. Ha! Little tough guy!

Once down at the lake he heaved again in the bushes.

The girls were NOT sick.

YET.

Let me give you a little timeline for the trip.

Sick Schedule

Wednesday - Marcelo sick on plane

Friday - Ernesto and Mateo

Saturday - Paloma

Sunday morning - my mom

Sunday night - Me and my dad

Monday - Fly home

Yep! That makes EVERYONE!

SICK! UGH! And guess what? No one wanted to come and see us.

I said to my sister "Fred, get over here! You don't ever get sick...just like me! We won't get it"

I joked to my brother Bill, that I thought he should just chance it with his 2 kids and pregnant wife.

"Come on Puckwaa, we haven't seen you since Christmas! It is just a little fever, diarrhea and vomiting. It doesn't even last 24 hours! It's really not that bad. What are the chances you would get it anyway?!"

I seriously thought I was going to be spared. After all, I seriously NEVER ever get sick. Not even when I'm pregnant! Well, whatever that virus got me and it sucked for a day.

More importantly...IT RUINED OUR FAMILY WEEKEND!
Now I did get to hang out with my sister all day Friday at the yard sales, which was the reason we planned this trip in the first place. AND we hung out with my parents, Ernesto went golfing with my dad, and we ate a lot of Grandma's Cookies, so all was not lost.

BUT!

The kids didn't get to see their cousins even once. They were all so disappointed. They Facetimed often to check in, but the fact that the sleep over at grandmas was not going to happen was pretty hard to take.

"Uncle Bill, I just won't get too close to Luke and Eleanor. That would be ok right?" pleaded Mateo.

This little babe was not acting sick at all.

Although she did get a slight fever and projectile vomit across the kitchen Saturday, she just kept on with her knee rocking, scooting and downward dogs.

Good thing all tio Brrrian's legos (from when he was a kid) are still at my moms house. HOURS!

Even sick kids horse around though...and this happened.

...something with the coffee table and the couch and swinging legs lead to a gash and a bloody chin.

Really bloody. Ay yay yay!

By Monday morning, these guys needed to get out of the house and burn some energy.

Ernesto took them to this trampoline house and brought home sleepers.

I hung out in my jammies all day (not unusual I know, but this time I had an excuse!) with this little girl.

(Those are her first pair of jeans. A gift from aunt Jenny the "Queen of Jeans." Aren't they adorable?)

I packed up all our "stuff" and we headed to the airport for our 6pm flight. (Except one blue pot from Marshalls that I will entrust to Pauls Shuttle for delivery -Pleeeease dad?!)

Speaking of.... This is how we left my dad Monday afternoon. Poor guy got the last shift of sick.

I can say this now that he is better, but it was a little funny.

My dad got scared when I got sick at 730pm Sunday night. Knowing that I never get sick (and I was puking), he was seriously worried he could not escape!

Well, he had a golf tournament Monday morning that he "could not miss!" He thought sleeping in the basement on an air mattress (away from my mom) would keep him safe.

And it did...until 4am when he fell down in the middle of the night...while running to puke! Oh hell!

He actually drank coffee in the morning and rushed out the door telling me that he felt like crap, but wanted to leave before my mom woke up ad told him he couldn't go! LOL.

Oh dad! I love you!

Good times! Here is hoping that we will get up to Ohio again this Summer to get some quality time with the family. (And my brothers new baby ...due July 1)