Vomitorium

Nothing caps a trip into Anchorage like an afternoon of projectile vomiting. Stoko actually was the first rider on the vomit train, embarking at around 2:00 AM Saturday night. Mama had to be at her class at 7 AM the next morning. Fortunately, sleep deprivation is no match for Team Wilco. Boppa spent the morning trying to leave Uncle Regan's belongings covered with as little vomit as possible, which was no easy task. We were able to confirm that Stoko had definitely eaten a fair amount of gum, but that probably wasn't the only cause.

Back in Kodiak, Boodah apparently got the same bug. The good thing about brothers is that they stick together. No brother of mine is going to suffer alone, said Stoko. (To the untrained ear, it came out sounding more like aaahhh BLAAAAAHHHHH.) Two buddies down! I was covered. Any time you can laugh about being covered in vomit, you're doing okay. I couldn't get the buddies to laugh, but at least I could. I also successfully ruled out the gum as the cause of the vomit theory. They'll laugh about it when they're older. Anyway, here they are. all tuckered out after a long afternoon of purging.

Given how energetic they usually are, it is a tad unsettling to see them groggy and lethargic. But, I'm sure they'll recover soon.

In non-vomit related news, we formally made an offer on a place in town. We'll see how it goes.

It doesn't look like much from this angle, but if we seal the deal we'll post more pictures.

We've been taking lots of short videos, because they play on our screen saver and we enjoy that effect. But they are a PITA to upload, given our 1999 internet uploading speeds, so we have to pick and choose. Mainly, our activities continue to be inside Jackson Pollock style painting experiences and outside hockey fun.

Every once in a while, we get totally socked in. Who am I kidding, it happens with some regularity! When it does, our view is like this:

Then for a few minutes, the fog will break and we'll be treated to some amazing light and glowing views.

We are in the midst of a blizzard at the moment, but it's predicted to turn to rain by tomorrow morning after 5 inches of snow accumulates tonight. Always exciting!

Fun at the park.

Stoko took some serious ambles of 10-15 steps, but he's still totally not into it. The first long one was January 31st. The others have been spread out. But he definitely prefers to crawl. He's going to love reading! Or maybe that's just an urban legend.





In case anybody was wondering, the first picture in this post is an actual, real life Roman vomitorium. We visited it on one of our early hot dates. Yeah, we know. It's such a cliche thing to do, on every top ten list, but what can we say? We are romantics at heart. Eifel Tower, Barbados, Swiss Alps, Tahiti, North African vomitorium, etc. It's usually right up there.