I spent all weekend packing everything we might possibly use for one week. Carefully considering different wardrobe options for all possible weather scenarios. Fall makes packing tricky- in the end I probably packed for three weeks.
The more I think about it, I am pretty sure the kids are well prepared. I am doubting what I actually packed for myself... Well a wise, wealthy woman once said, "if you forgot it and need it- just buy it!"
The goal was to be piling in the car and pulling out at 5:00 am. 5:14, not too shabby. We have a twelve hour haul ahead of us to go back to visit my dad in Iowa and attend my stepbrother's wedding. Just me and the kids- have I mentioned that they are two and 5 months.
I know! I know!
It's a good thing this fancy phone has GPS in case I need to send an SOS.
One mile in, and my beautiful Brown Eyed Girl says, "We are almost to Grand-pop's Mommy!"
Define almost for me sweetie.
Yep, it's going to be a long, long day my friends!
Five miles in, road closed!?! Forty minute detour out in the country, on dirt roads, in the dark.
"Mommy? I want to see Grand-pop now."
First hour in, stop quickly to fill her up with gas. I knew I forgot something!
Number 247, "Where is Grandma and Grand-pop's house? I want to see them." (note to self, don't tell her ever again where we are going.)
Three hours in, crap, I have to pee!
Okay, everyone out.
Bathroom - check, small coffee - check, diapers changed - check, baby nursed while we are at it - check.
Back on the road.
SMACK!!
One detour, one fuel stop, one potty/diaper/nurse stop, 287 "blah, blah, Grand-pop, blah, blah" and one very dead bird.
Only ten more hours to go - I hope!
To Be Continued...
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