Everyone Gets Sick On Vacation . . .

We were fairly recovered from the busy wedding day and Stella was ticked that she had to leave Jude, Greta, and Ezra. Seriously, we are so happy that we got to stay there. Love their house, love their kids, love the parents, love this family. Love.

Hope they don't mind that we're going to stay with them again when we come to Utah. Love.

Kennan took snapped a picture of our photogenic family. We were having an off day. Stella was complaining of a tummy ache, but pushed right through it to be able to play the last little while with Jude and Greta. But by the time we go to Uncle Roger and Aunt Terri's, she looked like this.

She was sick. May I just reiterate that this girl DOES NOT TAKE A NAP. So when she actually does, I know something is wrong with her. She asked Daddy for a blessing and he was happy to do it with the help of Grandpa and Uncle Roger who were both there. She barfed, rested, and then was able to feel better the next day and was back to her old shenanigans.