Someone, please tell me how much sense this makes...
I won't take all my boys to the grocery store by myself...
drove 1,300 miles in a car to California and back,
stayed the night in a hotel,
changed multiple diapers on the side of some strange
exit in the middle of nowhere,
almost ran out of gas because I was more worried about buying treats to keep the kids quiet than getting gas at the gas station,
peed on the side of the road because it was easier than taking all 5 of us into a disgusting and dirty gas station bathroom...
and the list could go on and on and on....
... ALL BY MYSELF.
Here are some photos from the trip that I survived.
Cody swinging at the park.
Meet Carson's friend "Rin Tin Tin" ... "Chicken Chicken" didn't survive long enough for a picture.
Braydon and Carson pretty much spent the entire weekend in the water.
A very excited Carson came in the house and said
"Mom, wook at all ta toles we tot in ta tiet toke tans"...
translation: Mom, look at all the holes we shot in the diet coke cans.
I just realized that I did not take one photos of Cooper, Brock or Em while I was there... I promise to make up for that. :(
The boys had a great time and I am glad that we went... even if I am still trying to recover from it. (smiles)
Thanks Em, Ryan and Brock for letting us come and stay at your house, swim in your pool and consume all of your food. We love you!