Day two of the Great Vacation began with the sound of rain on the roof. It had poured all night, and in between fear that my youngest would fall out of bed (using my legs as a gate as prevention) and listening to the rhapsody of people snoring, I was able to enjoy most of it.
I’m pretty sure I slept well between about one am and five am, but the rest is kind of a blur.Sluggishly, I went to make coffee and realized the coffee pot was elsewhere. I feel like we maybe using it in the house since ours crapped out.
No matter- they had a convenience store, so I walked a short ten minutes over to find it didn’t open until ten.
Ugh. I neeeeeed coffee after that sleep. So, as it had started to rain again, we packed up and hit a gas station.
The coffee was divine. I mean, really really good. Better than Tims or Starbucks. So good.
We loaded up for another six hour drive, and I wish I’d captured every amazing minute, but I did manage to write a few down.
Things I’ve heard while driving today-
“Leave me alone forever Sam!” -Alexis
“Are we there yet? How much longer?”- everyone except myself, repeatedly, every two minutes. Because I kept looking at the map on my phone every 2 minutes, I didn’t need to ask.
“You hurt my feelings!” Sam, repeatedly, when told to listen
“Matt is sleeping. Quiet!!!” Thomas, repeatedly, as that was the freaking holy grail. Do not wake him!
“Tell us when you see Grandma’s house, Kay?” -Alexis
“Want out!” Matt, repeatedly, with the saddest eyes after about two hours driving.
Me too buddy, me too.
“Look at the skeleton trees!” Sam looking at a forest with dead trees
“I wonder if caffeine makes me more tired?” Thomas, while trying to drive
“Alex snores. Not me, for real.”- Sam, in response to the suggestion she was one of the 3/6 people who snored.
Thankfully, we arrived at Grandma and Grandpa’s with plenty of time for the kids to run around and have fun.
The Uncles and puppy were there, auntie and the cousins. Lots of running around and play time.
Supper was a round table, six conversations at once event, which was exactly how it should be.
Grudgingly, we said goodnight, loathe to leave the good time, tucking ourselves into bed for a better sleep