14 hours is just too long

I’m getting ready to do a little (or a LONG) recap of our amazing weekend on Jekyll Island, Georgia, but first must address something.

I will NEVER do a 14 + car ride with my family again.

I joked about being a cruise directoron the way down.  We took a leisurely 2 days to get to our destination.  However, the captain (AKA my husband!) decided we NEEDED to power through and get home yesterday.  And, for some reason, he figured it was reasonable to expect the 2 and 4 year olds (and his mom) to ‘hold it’ instead of stopping to go to the bathroom.

Clearly that is not an option. Clearly. CLEARLY.  And yet, there was exaggerated sighing and eye rolling every time a small person said, “I gotta go potty.”

And, of course, there was the vomiting incident.  Poor little guy. And the 30 minute detour we took to find a place to clean him up.

And, it certainly doesn’t help your pace when your husband gets pulled over for speeding. The kind Highway Patrol officer gave us, I mean him, a warning.  (I think he could smell the vomit).

We began our journey at 10am and arrived home at 12:30am. My legs are still adjusting to life on the outside.

The good news: I finished an ENTIRE book - and it was a great one: The Middle Place by Kelly Corrigan.  I fell like Kelly and I could be friends.  The book was that good.

Be back soon with wedding details and pictures!

On the road again

I feel a bit like a cruise director on this road trip:

Would you like some more milk?  Goldfish?  No problem!  A different movie? Sure!  Lady and the Tramp?  Barbie Diamond Castle?  How about Nemo?  

Oh…you want juice?  Of couse!

Turn it up?  You bet!

You are hot?  Let me turn up the air for you!  Oh…sorry to hear you are cold!  Let me grab your sweatchirt!

You dropped your crayons?  I’m happy to unbuckle my seat belt and reach under the seat for you!  You don’t want to color anymore?  I understand!

How about I-Spy?  That’s boring?  Ok. Want to read?  How about Pinkalicious? Or Dora?  Yes, I will do the funny voices. 

You have to go potty? OK - we’re on it.

If only I could answer in the sweet Julie-from-the-Love-Boat voice!