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Well we made it back...mostly alive, I guess. Events of the weekend had my husband remark at one point...."Do ya think God just wanted us to stay home???" It all started Friday. I went to pack the suitcases and discovered what I always discover before a trip. Someone used all the clothes in our closets and did not bother to wash them when they were through. How rude! So I began the olympic marathon of laundry. Now, keep in mind everytime I go through this I think next time Im going to start packing two days before and then we can just hit the road....well there is always next time. Our departure time was set for 7pm. At 8:30pm my sweet honey was finishing loading the van. About the time Im getting Jonathan into his carseat and telling the kids to stand by the front door I hear, "Mommy, Tamara hit her head and she is bleeding." The correct version should have been, "Mommy, Tamara cracked her head wide open and now there is blood gushing out." When I saw her there was blood everywhere. Apparently the children decided that when I asked them to wait calmly by the front door I really meant jump around and act foolish. Which is how said child obtained the head injury. Now as you experienced moms know head wounds are often a lot worse than they look. Hers was not bad at all after getting cleaned up some. We called the experts, mom and WebMD, and decided we would still go on our trip. But as it was now 9:30pm we decided to sleep and leave in the morning. So we set the alarm for 4am. At 5am I went to check on the baby who was fussing and noticed the time. I got everyone up and to the car. We made our token stop at Walmart... because you must go to Walmart and pick up last minute stuff before every trip. We were on the road by 6:30.

To be continued.....