Our house has faced a little chaos over the past few weeks. We’ve torn out a kitchen, evicted a small critter (Read about our raccoon visitor!), and dove into spring football and all that entails. But Spring Vacation on the beach proved to be a big enough blessing that we left in the midst of the crazy to haul our family to the beach.
We loaded up the big van with suitcases and beach toys and coolers of food. We took out one row of seats and packed the kids into two rows to make the 10 hour drive. In an effort to break up the trip we stopped at a hotel in Jacksonville late on Friday night. Our youngest started the ride out with a little bit of a runny nose that became full on coughing and congestion in the midst of the drive. So when we arrived at the hotel we knew he was going to be a needy sleeper. He piled into the bed with Nick and me and spent the whole night sleeping on top of my head. I mean this literally. I could not move my head because his body was pinning my hair to the pillow. I felt every cough and prayed my immune system was strong enough to take this up close assault.
My kids have a way of making friends with people wherever we go…because I have a chatty group of kiddos I’m privileged to call my own. So the kids befriended some older gentlemen who had also woken bright and early. People often comment on the size of our family…and this particular conversation often leads to people asking if we are planning more…and offering their opinions…and we say vague things like “we are so blessed!” and “we are so happy with our family now”…but occassionally the kids like to pepper in some personal information that makes things a little awkward. After this particular breakfast I had to have a talk with the kids about how we will allow the adults to handle questions regarding our family size. But as a side note to adults…this is a strange question to ask other people. I understand the curiosity…but let’s drop this one from casual conversation with strangers.
But we survived. 10 hours in the big van. Half a children’s Dramamine. About a million dollars in gas station Subway food. At least 10 GnR Songs. And more coffee than I can measure. But we made it.