Worst Part of the Day - Well summer finally arrived - just in time for me to have to pack up a car. IT'S SO HOT AT 8 IN THE MORNING!! I was sweating my arse off as I lugged bag after bag (after bag - why did I stock up on rice milk again? Oh yes, it twas on sale at Meijers) to the minivan. Wes' frog is still missing - did he take it outside? WHERE is it? Then I have everything together and we are on our way out the door when I hear the gas burners in my parents cottage clicking away ... what the! I don't want to blow us all up and I suspect Wes was messing with it, so in frustration I yell at him. (Later I realize that he probably had nothing to do with it. Nice.) I finally channel the Queen (of England circa WW II and "Stay Calm and Carry On" and unplug the entire gas deal.) I'm just sweating with a big head of crazy hair by this point. Then I realize Quinn's softie is also missing ... but what can I do but leave?
We make it to the hotel around 6 p.m. and the boyz are INSANELY crazy -jumping on beds, moving mirrors, SCREAMING ... I feed them, bathe them and still they are jumping up and down. Finally I just lay down and turn off all the lights and wa la 20 minutes later both are in snoozeland (one on either side - I upward dog myself out and into the vacant second bed).
Best Part of the Day - Drive is halfway over!
NOTE - While cleaning up after us my mom finds the frog stuffed way in the basement sofa (I promise you that my mom, dad and I each spent two hours looking for that thing yesterday.) Quinn's beloved softie has yet to resurface.
Also special thanks to my parents for hosting us for four weeks - whew!!
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