The second half of our Utah trip was all down hill.  Navy woke up with a 104 degree fever.  She is teething like crazy.  She has the world’s worst diaper rash.  (And NO, I didn’t let her sit in a yucky diaper to cause it….we think it was from a different medicine she had due to a rash she had.)  On the other hand, Scout woke up a day later with a burning fever.  He had an ear ache.  He was irritable and irrational.  And he wouldn’t eat anything.  Come to find out, he caught “hand foot mouth disease”, and wouldn’t eat anything because his poor little mouth was inundated with little soars that hurt.  Poor little things had it bad enough, but the real suffering was in the wee hours of the night.  They were the ultimate tag team duo, because the second one was done hysterically crying, the next would start.  I finally took Navy to the lobby from 2 - 3:30 am one morning to give Scout some rest.

I knew I was tired after the end of our trip, but the exhaustion level of my kids was manifested today.  Navy slept in until 10 this morning.  I put her down again at 11:15.  Finally, at 6:00 tonnight, we had to wake her up so we could go out to get something to eat.  After dinner, I changed her diaper, and she went down again at 8:30.  Scout went down for a legthy nap, and was also interupted for our dinner plans.  Poor things, and total troopers.