My husband somehow managed to get the entire week before Thanksgiving off from work. This is a first for us. We started getting ready to leave last week. You know, washed clothes, cleaned the house, and packed bags. On Thursday, our two year old daughter threw up twice. Not good. Later that day, our six year old did it too. That’s when I started to get nervous. After all, we were leaving on Saturday to go to my in-law’s house for the week. It’s normally a four hour drive, but with the snowy conditions all the way, we knew it would take longer. Then Friday came, and all was well, so I stopped worrying.
|The Road, I think|
Saturday morning, we packed the bags, the kids, and the dogs into the car and headed out. The four hour trip took more like seven because the road was snow packed the whole way. The good news is, the trip was vomit-free. The bad news is that the days since haven’t been. In fact, three of the four kids have been sick since we got here. They all made it through church yesterday, but dinner last night was a series of unfortunate (and messy) events. And the ten year old boy was up sick last night, which means I was up last night for about three hours.
Did I mention that I had a migraine all day Sunday? Of course, I did. I always have one the day after traveling.
In the middle of all the sickness, one of our pups escaped the back yard and went for a little neighborhood jaunt. I knew there was a reason I felt compelled to write their names and my phone number on their collars before we left town. Don’t worry though. She only made it about two blocks before my father-in-law and son spotted her, in the Police Chief’s yard, no less.
I’m very happy to report that I slept in until 10 this morning. The kids are all vomit and diarrhea free so far today. The dogs are contained, and have learned to use the doggy door. And the temp has climbed up to 0 degrees. Yes, I said UP to zero. It’s cold here, people.
Now we will just sit back and hope things continue to go smoothly. Two days down, five to go…