To be honest, I'm feeling a little bummed out today. We were supposed to go to Tofield and visit my parents this weekend. The added bonus to that was my brother and sister-in-law had a baby girl a couple of days ago and we would have been able to see them too. Why are we still in Saskatoon then? It started early Friday morning with some retching. It appears Jorja has a stomach flu. She threw up a bit Friday morning and didn't feel very good at all. Given her history with throwing up, we weren't sure if it would just be the once and then she would feel fine, or if she was actually sick. She had a nap (should have been our first clue she was sick) and then seemed a little perkier after that. We decided we would still set out, a little later than planned. We got to Borden and decided to turn around. She was getting greener and greener and then she ended up with a fever last night and more throwing up during the night. Not exactly what you want when travelling. She seems a little better this morning - actually asked to eat something, so we'll see if that sits all right.
I wrote that first paragraph this morning, and it is now evening and since then Julie has succumbed to the same bug Jorja had. I feel I may not be far behind either. That's unfortunate. I really hate throwing up. Like really hate it. Kids always seem so resilient - puke one minute, smile the next. I don't know how they do it. I guess the long and short of it is that it's a good thing we stayed home this weekend.
We had our first parent-teacher-student three way conference on Thursday. I guess they don't just have parent-teacher interviews anymore. It turns our our child is brilliant. Well, maybe I'm bragging a bit, but she is doing great. She showed us how to use the 'smart board' (apparently blackboards are out now to) and all the other stuff she can do. There were several stations that we went through before we got to the teacher where she had little activities to do. Pretty basic stuff - letters, numbers, shapes, colours. Just the basic shapes and colours though - it's a wonder she doesn't get bored with some of that stuff. She wasn't even three yet and she could tell you what a turquoise parallelogram was. The teacher had no concerns with Jorja either, so that was good. She was impressed by how much Jorja can read already. Jorja loves her teacher too. I think Kindergarten teachers are a special breed of people - how you can be that kind and loving and patient day after day is beyond me. I had a great Kindergarten teacher and it looks like Jorja will have similar fond memories to look back onto.
I took the youngest two kids to Walmart this afternoon to get a few things. What was I thinking on Saturday afternoon? It was a zoo in there. Ginny was remarkably well behaved though and we survived relatively unscathed. I left Jorja home to look after Julie, a task which she took to heart. Jorja was on the upswing this afternoon, so she felt confident in that role. She is quite the little mother hen that one. It breaks her heart when someone else in the family isn't feeling well. She really mother Ginny when she doesn't feel well.
I guess we will be home for the Rider game tomorrow, instead of on the road like the last game. I can get the girls to watch it on TV, but listening to it on the radio is a bit of a stretch. Jorja and Ginny are taking quite the interest in the Roughriders this year, well as much interest as they can manage for something that isn't animated with catchy music. At least they don't ask to turn it off.
Work is going good, but I'm back to the day shift this week, so we'll see how everyone else fares. Hopefully alright. Later.