Tim is now back to work and Michael and I are back to entertaining each other. Last week went so fast, I forgot how long a day could be. I had gotten used to being able to tag team Michael. Michael is now taking steps which means a lot of falling and crashing into things.
For those who haven’t heard about our vacation here is a quick overview:
Our vacation didn’t go as smoothly as planned. Camping was a disaster. We drove the 6 plus hours to the Black Hills and were there just long enough for us to set up our tent, make dinner for the Shannons, and try to put Michael to bed. I still don’t know if it was the tent he was scared of, or just the whole new environment that freaked him out but he was not happy and the WHOLE camp ground new it. We finally got him to sleep after driving in circles for almost an hour. We gave in and decided that he could just sleep in the car seat for the night. That lasted about 30 minutes before the storm rolled in. The lightening woke him up and the thunder made him screaming bloody murder. Tim made an executive decision and we grabbed as much stuff as we could in the dark (it was mid-night by then) and we headed for home.
We made it all the way to Pierre, SD before getting a hotel room. Michael had been crying on and off the whole drive and he finally crashed in the hotel room. Tim and I were delirious from lack of sleep and passed out the minute our heads hit the pillow. Michael, on the other hand, decided to sleep all of an hour and a half. We were up by 6:30, ate some continental breakfast, showered and were on the road again by 8am.
We finally made it back to Bismarck around noon and decided before we ever try camping again we are “practicing” in the back yard first!
We have no pictures from the trip, but it is probably a good thing. That night is best forgotten, or used as black mail when Michael is a teenager.
We spent the remainder of the week relaxing at home, going on walks to the dog park, I quilted, Tim saved the world from alien invasion and we ate a lot of ice cream. Not the vacation we planned, but it ended up being a good time.