Better late than never

Wow I can't believe it's been almost a month since I've posted. Bad bad. Anyways we got through the long weekend though part of me (at the time) was wishing I could've come home. My dd#2 was sick the entire weekend. She's almost 13 months and not walking yet so I either had to hold her or imprison her in the stroller where she slept her days away. She was pukey and it was also coming from the other end so I really didn't want to have her in the baby backpack. Poor thing. I couldn't believe I had to drag out this little washing machine I got from Regal last summer but it was a God send since dd#1 was cruising through all her clothes.
But all in all we had a good time. There was some other kids for dd#1 to play with and she had an absolute blast. Played from the time she got up until she went to bed. Everyone said she was really coming out of her shell. She would actually talk to people instead of growling at them, crossing her arms across her chest and making a real good pouty face. Pretty daunting I think if you didn't know us.
The only major downer was waking up to snow. I guess though long weekend in Alberta what do you expect? But most of us had to be drug out of our private camp ground with the tractor since we didn't want to rut stuff up and ruin our chances of being invited back.
On to other things. My writing has suffered a bit lately. I've been so bagged at night from the frequent waking ups lately. Oh I forgot to mention dd#1 had an awful night. I must of been up with her 5/6 times on Tues night cleaning up her and her bed. I finally had to resort to just laying down a clean bath towel on the wet spots. I had a mountain of laundry to do on Wed. her sheets, comforter. towels and pj's. I can't stand the smell of puke so I also had the Febreeze out to make sure I got the smell out of everything. Yuck!
Oh yes writing. See how easy it is to be distracted by one's children. Eek! Anyways I've been thinking about my book I just haven't done anything in probably a week. I've had a hard enough time keeping up with the journal I've kept since I was 15. Talk about commitment.
Anyways I gotta go and feed my family. And I'll try to be more consistent here. Adios