I...I will survive!

We're all packed for our grand adventure! Packing hasn't been pretty. It takes a lot of stuff to take 6 people on a 17 day trip. Thank heavens for Target, because i'm sure i've still forgotten a lot.

There's a stomach bug floating around our house. Tate started throwing up Friday night, but seemed all better. It's sort of her thing, so we just assumed she was fighting something. She was all better by Saturday and all but the baby loaded up to go to Poppa and Jana's house for a big sleep-over. At 3 a.m., Jack (Poppa's bedmate) started in. Poor Poppa got it twice last night. He was such a sport about it. I mean, really...i've been thrown up on at 3 in the morning by my own offspring and I don't think I was that mellow about the whole thing.

We thought that was it. I (Jocelyn) went off for a beautiful bike ride with my girlfriends- enjoying this last perfect weather day. Hours after I got home, the chills and ill tummy started. Right now i'm only comfortable when horizontal. Not so sure how this will fare for tomorrow's 7 a.m. flight. We're just praying that this is it. 50% down on team Skogebo isn't good odds. Tate and Jack have been asleep since early afternoon. Ha...if nothing else, we'll have a story to tell.

Dave and Hannah have been great! Hannah helping out with Carter and Dave managing to get all of my little piles into suitcases. I'd post a pix, but the cameras are all packed. Wish us luck!