Packing for a week in Florida during the winter time for eight people and a dog is not for the faint of heart. It was at the eleventh hour when I thought to check the weather and subsequently found that it would be a good 20 degrees warmer there than the typical February temperatures in SC. It was a bittersweet discovery because while we were all looking forward to some warm, salty air, the kids closets were not ready to provide us with appropriate clothing. The discovery that my packing routine was going to be kicked up a notch by adding in a search through the stored clothes bins in the attic for shorts and that caused me to procrastinate. I'd be lying if I didn't at least briefly consider ditching the luggage and packing solely in Old Navy bags filled with new spring clothes for everyone!
Once the work was done and we were all packed up and ready to go, it felt good to get on the road headed for sunshine and grandparents who spoil us all well. Jimmy and I have worked out a pretty good routine when it comes to our travel system. I do all of the preparation and packing, he does the loading and driving. So, theoretically, once we get in the car my work is done. I won't lie, it's nice to know that sit back and enjoy the ride, but luxuries like naps and such are out of the question unless I want to be awakened by the chuckles of a little boy in a grown man's body in the seat next to me as he takes embarrassing pictures of me sleeping with my mouth hanging open.
Though truth be told, if I had spent the whole ride snoozing then I wouldn't have noticed how awesomely our people traveled this time. We made pretty impressive time with our one dinner-time stop and one bathroom break. Not too bad for six kids and a puppy! As we were getting closer and we overheard Jimmy teasing Gaga about Chesty's less-than-stellar housebreaking success I turned to Travis and begged him not to tease me like that one day. His reply was, "I don't know mom, his blood courses strongly through my veins." I'm in trouble.
Once the work was done and we were all packed up and ready to go, it felt good to get on the road headed for sunshine and grandparents who spoil us all well. Jimmy and I have worked out a pretty good routine when it comes to our travel system. I do all of the preparation and packing, he does the loading and driving. So, theoretically, once we get in the car my work is done. I won't lie, it's nice to know that sit back and enjoy the ride, but luxuries like naps and such are out of the question unless I want to be awakened by the chuckles of a little boy in a grown man's body in the seat next to me as he takes embarrassing pictures of me sleeping with my mouth hanging open.
Though truth be told, if I had spent the whole ride snoozing then I wouldn't have noticed how awesomely our people traveled this time. We made pretty impressive time with our one dinner-time stop and one bathroom break. Not too bad for six kids and a puppy! As we were getting closer and we overheard Jimmy teasing Gaga about Chesty's less-than-stellar housebreaking success I turned to Travis and begged him not to tease me like that one day. His reply was, "I don't know mom, his blood courses strongly through my veins." I'm in trouble.