on the road again…
We packed the van up high on Tuesday afternoon and began our six-week road trip down to the great state of Texas. We knew we’d learn a thing or two during our trip, but we didn’t, however, think that most of these lessons would be learned within the first thirty minutes.
Lesson One. Even if you think you are buying some time on the road, do not start your road trip once the kids wake up from their afternoon naps. They will be fully rested and the last thing they will want is to be strapped in their car seats. Stick to your original plan of feeding, bathing, and pajama-ing your kids and put them to bed in their car seats and drive through the night.
Lesson Two. Try with all your might to not break out the audio books, snack stash, and music playlists before you are fully out of your neighborhood. Attempt to at least space them out over the twenty hour drive.
Lesson Three. The time that you thought you’d be saving by leaving earlier will be lost due to a picnic dinner and the need for a certain little boy to RUN! So again, leave right before bedtime.
Lesson Four. When your child asks you (thirty-eight times) how much longer it will be until we reach Texas, responding “Only 18 more hours, buddy!” is not helpful. It was at this time that my husband reminded me that 18 hours is actually 16 years in toddler-speak.
Lesson Five. Once the little ones are fast asleep, driving and talking through the night with your husband (in hopes to keep him awake) might just be the most enjoyable thing in the world.
We have six weeks of friends and family and weddings and birthdays and beach and city-hopping ahead of us. And we are looking forward to every last minute of it. We’ve learned to hold our plans loosely though, since the past four weeks didn’t for a second go the way we thought (or had hoped) they would.
It was the end of the semester for Joe and undoubtedly the busiest and most exciting time of the year. So many graduations and parties and events that we look forward to all year long and yet I couldn’t go to a single one. I am currently on my fourth round of antibiotics and am still fighting the most persistent case of mono and strep I’ve ever had, which is saying a lot since I’ve gotten strep since I was a little girl.
What we thought would be four weeks of celebrations and preparing for our trip, turned out to be an entire month of laid-up-in-bed-sickness. And not ones to be left out, both Sam and Peter decided to have fever and ear infections the week before we left! It was all enough to make us laugh (to keep from crying, of course).
One celebration that I can’t forget to mention here, though, is the one pictured below.
Joe graduated with his Master of Arts in Biblical and Pastoral Studies at the Bethlehem College and Seminary. One down, one to go! He is currently about half-way through completing a M.St. in Classical Christian Studies at New Saint Andrews College. We are all so proud of him.
This weekend, we’ll be starting our summer off in style at my brother-in-law’s wedding. We will be welcoming our boy’s new aunt into the family and we couldn’t be happier. Joe will be officiating the ceremony, Sam will bear the rings, Peter will be looking dapper in his little suit, and I will be chuggin’ antibiotics, snapping pictures, and soaking it all up!
And here is Sam, sending some big Texas love back to all our dear friends in the Twin Cities.