Sunday, November 27, 2005

Home

Yay.

There is no place like home.

We are back, some are cranky, some have coughs reminiscent of wet hacking doggy crouppy sounds and they might possibly be coughing up lungs, but we are home, with little incidents other than the following:

Two barfers in the car.

A back that spasmed and then went out for a day.

Musical beds every night.

Two chic-fila sandwiches and a super size waffle fry in one sitting.

A urinator in the van, who had to pee in his sister's special cup because there was nothing else available while we were driving 80+ MPH.

More highlights later, after I attack the mound of laundry, go to the grocery store, and do a bunch of other "home-from-vacation-get-back-into-real-life-mode" stuff.

BTW, One, Two, Three, Five, Six, Seven and Eight are accurate.

6 comments:

Caryn said...

Glad you made it back safely. Sounds like it was quite a time.

Melanie Lynne Hauser said...

Those commercials that talk about the need for a vacation after the holidays are absolutely true. There's nothing relaxing about entire families bunking together in small spaces - which is the norm for the holidays. Glad you're back, though, and survived it all!

Joel said...

It was so much more exciting when we were children...

mom on a wire said...

Musical... beds? I am so confused.

cubmommy said...

I know what you mean just got back ourselves and there was no sleep while we were gone.

Glad you are back safely!

Monkey said...

Yikes! This is a Holiday Tale for the ages. We had a barfer for Thanksgiving. Not as entertaining as a urinator, but he tried.