We had the most fabulous vacation ever. The kids played together, the weather was great, everything was perfect (except that the water was only knee deep, but you can't have everything!). Morgan was cheerful and sunny all week (except when we tried to go to Naples and ride some of those little cars, at which point he screamed, so we bought fudge and went home).
Then, of course, since not everything could be perfect, we decided to come home. The traffic was one thing, but as we were going thru the NH toll, I looked at Josh and said 'what's that smell?' It smelled sort of like spoiled milk and burning engine mixed together. Josh said it must be the truck beside us, but after passing the truck, it did not get better. 'Maybe it's Morgan' he says. 'Yeah right,' I say, turning around to check. Yeah right was right, all down his leg and in a flood in his car seat. So we pull off at the next exit and Josh gets to clean Morgan while I clean the car. I don't know that I got the better deal. Then we stop at McDonalds to try to override the smell in the car and on the way out Josh's drink spills all over me. so I get to ride home sticky with Coke and the car still smells and the fries didn't have any salt (what the heck??). Oh well, we were home just 2.5 hours later, so we left at 9am and got home about 1:30, not too bad. In MA people kept coming to a stop on the highway for no darn good reason and just as we were going to complain about it, they'd start again. Whatever!
Got some great pictures from the week. Timothy decided that he loves water now and kept asking to try the ski-doos they had next door. He'd stay in the lake until he turned purple and then sit with me on the chair for a while wrapped in a towel. Morgan put his whole face in the water, but mostly enjoyed covering himself with mud. I read the Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, which wasn't too bad, and an Erma Bombeck book which was HYSTERICAL!! Josh thought I was crazy, I just sat there and laughed and laughed. I think it only took me a couple hours to read. Josh enjoyed being king of the remote, which he doesn't get to do at home much.
Well, the unpacking will wait. I've got to rest from my vacation!
It's fascinating to read this present tense but 8 years later. (Totally agree about fries with no salt-- infuriating.)
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