Oh my lands.

How are you, blogger friends?

It's definitely been a while.

Let me update you on Larsen activity since our last post.

We moved home from Washington on August 14th. Or 15th. Take your pick. We left at 11 p.m. and drove through the night. It was a LONG night.... And I SUPER miss Washington. I miss the green, the overcast skies, the hilarious friends... ahh.. We made it to my parent's home in Bountiful and stayed there for a couple days to recover. Thank you mom, dad, and quack-quack for helping me remain sane after those 17 hours in car.

On August 17, Abby turned THREE. Can you believe it? She definitely sasses like she's three.

Birthday three rocked with a minor setback.

The story goes like this. Abby and Maryn (quack-quack) were out in the backyard playing. They were looking for ladybugs, patient the snail, butterflies, etc. My mom and I were in the kitchen getting hamburgers, salads, desserts, etc. ready for Abby's b-day party. Just then I heard a piercing scream from Abby... and somehow I knew what had happened. She had been stung. Oh, but not by ONE yellow jacket. Abby sat on yellow jacket nest and was stung FIVE times. One on each thigh, the back of one leg, her left arm, and the back of her head. She was screaming in pain for what seemed liked forever. And later we found the stinger in the back-of-her-head one. Maryn was stung once on the back of her ankle in attempt to rescue Abby. Jesse was stung once on the ear, inside the house, by a yellow jacket that was still on Abby when he picked her up inside.

Enough stinging, right?

Maryn's sting actually developed cellulitis--a staph infection. She was on a major meds and it's still red almost 12 days later. Holy cow.

After applying ice packs to the stings, taking a bath, and downing tylenol and benadryl, we attempted to have a birthday party.

Impressive that she's smiling. She was a benadryl-zombie most of the night.

Jesse was also a benadryl-zombie. He tried to stay awake after taking it, but I think he crashed at nine that night. That NEVER happens in the history of Jesse. He was hilarious to try to keep awake. He was falling asleep during dinner, present opening, everything.
Benadryl may be my new weapon against him. Hahaha...

Oh my chubby, lovely Claire. She's always in such good spirits. :)

On August 22, Claire was finally blessed by her papa bear! We partied at my mom's after.

This is my older sister.

PSYCH.

It's my mom. But would you guess? She's so beautiful and young-looking! When I grow up, I want to look just like her.

No, this is not her blessing dress. It was her after party dress.

Since then we've just tried to get settled in. Life is crazy. School starts tomorrow for Jesse.

One more semester.

Then Microsoft, here we come.