- Driving a vehicle over 800 miles, and praying 7,987 times every mile that the thing wouldn't fall apart
- Seeing suspicious drips of liquid form puddles every time we parked (and it wasn't just air conditioner condensation. More like an oily substance.)
- Hearing sounds coming from under the hood every time I hit the brakes that sounded like a donkey playing bongos (hee-haw hee-haw bang bang)
- Turning left to go straight (I think the van's out of alignment)
- Feeling like the Israelites wandering in the desert for 40 years as we turned a 7.5 hour drive into a 9.5 hour drive
- Feeling a little like Goldilocks - we stayed in two different places while we were down there due to rooms being booked, etc. One bed was too soft and one a little too hard. No bed is like your own!
- Periodically giving Tylenol to Sam who decided to work on cutting a tooth during the big drive home
- Pulling over to the side of the road and having a nice old gentlemen almost stop to offer help before he realized what was going on - just a toddler sitting on a blue potty. (This was only out of desperation, as we were nowhere near a restroom of any sort!)
- Going to church and not doing anything - wow! weird.
- Hearing/Seeing a train go through downtown five or six times an hour the entire time we were there. Isaiah loved it!
- Went inside a caboose and Isaiah got to ring the bell. So fun!
- Experiencing the best of Southern hospitality and a great Southern breakfast
- Trying to manage two kids who are totally out of their routines - oy!
- Three little cousins playing together - very fun!
- Meeting my cousin's little boy, Ashton, for the first time - what a sweetie!
- Trying to figure out cousin-type relationships. What is Ashton to Isaiah and Samuel? (Ashton's mom is my first cousin) Are they second cousins or first cousins once removed, and what is the difference?
- An adorable, precious little girl who just turned one year old
Overall, it was a great trip, and once I fully recuperate, I'll look back on it fondly and be glad we went. =)
2 comments:
I'm still laughing about the little blue potty along the side of the road. When ya gotta go, ya gotta go!
This is actually one of my worst fears once I get Connor potty trained.
what a wonderful time you must have had...inspite of all the travel worries! you are a very brave mom to go all that way by yourself :)
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