Echo Bay & STILL Sick!

Nana and Grandpa are staying in their 5th wheel at Echo Bay on Lake Mead right now and they invited us over for dinner Sunday. It was about an hour drive from our house. We left just after lunch and listened to the afternoon session of conference on the way. The kids wanted to get in the water SOOO bad, but there was only a boat dock there and no swimming allowed. So, after our yummy dinner we headed over to a place called Stewart's Peak. At first it looked like we still weren't going to be able to get into the water because there were mostly little cliffs and drop-offs into the water, but we found this really neat little cove with a tiny little secluded beach. It was pretty late in the afternoon by this point and the beach was completely shaded by the cliff behind us so it was a little chilly, but the kids didn't mind.

They had a blast getting nice and muddy....and as soon as I finish cleaning the sand that is all over my car and now all over my house, I might have happy memories too ;) Camden LOVES the water, or "aatow" as he calls it, and even though he was shivering, he still fussed when I pulled him out of it. They played in the sand for a while after they got out of the water. Nana and Emme made a sand aligator,

and Tristen made......something.

It was a fun day. Thanks Nana and Grandpa! We drove home through The Valley of Fire, which I had never been to before. We'll have to spend a Saturday there sometime.

I've decided that Tim does not have allergies. How do I know this? Because my cold has taken the same route as his. My nose is draining, my eyes are burning, and I've started sneezing (on top of the cough that still hasn't gone away). This cold is brutal!!! It really is unusual for us to get sick like this, especially since we've lived in this warmer climate. I had hoped that the other three kids weren't going to get sick, but Camden has caught it :( He started coughing the day before yesterday. After lunch today (what little he ate of it) he climbed from his chair onto mine and put his little arms around my neck (so he could grab my hair) and his head on my shoulder, and he was out before Emme finished eating. Poor little guy! I'm taking him to the Dr. this afternoon. I hate Dr's and avoid them usually, I think they over-medicate in general. Most likely I'll be disappointed that I took him. I normally wouldn't take him in for a cold, but I definitely don't want him to be as miserable as Tim and I have been for as long as we have been *IF* there's anything they can do about it.