Perth

I'm sure our family has been flagged for all future flights. Not only did we board the first with a sick kid who vomited before landing, but boarded the return flight with illness in strength! Perth is a bit fuzzy (fever brained) but we did the important things: Dan and I both made it to the temple on separate nights, ate some Australian beef and hit the beach. We probably would have benefited from a staycation and avoided infecting hundreds of people with our colds, but we couldn't miss the kangaroos, am I right?

Really, we didn't leave Singapore thinking we would all be sick before the end of the week, just our luck. Hoping our luck holds and that the unfettered don't join the club by week's end.

So, here's our week in pictures, some captions, and a salute to parents willing to travel with kids anywhere.

UNO face.

Waiting for take off.

Our cartwheels. 

Abe's little tongue when he's concentrating. Same thing his dad does. 

Love of my life, with a broken back. Sure wish he would stretch it out one day before it snaps.

Mo's always anxious to get back to the car when we get to the beach.

Not like Scout.

Poor lil' guy. Totally out numbered.

As if to say, "You're killin' me."

Maeser's smile says, "I think I know how to fit this guy in my suitcase."

Feels right at home with the roos.

We have space like this at home, but the AC is broken.

Yes, we dressed for the beach. It was freezing.

Moses sick. Amy sick. 

(Not pictured: Mercy sick. Maeser recovering.)