We are here. (Here being in MN) It was a loooong journey. I spent about 4 days packing everybody's everythings- I still can't fathom how much I needed for a month's trip, but I guess it'll be worth it when I don't have to hit the big K twice a day.... Anyways, while loading the van, Emma starting screeching like a banshee and when I picked her up to see what was wrong, she vomited all over the driveway. Yup, this was like 2o minutes before we're leaving for the airport. AWESOME. I was all set to call the airlines and reschedule and Jay convinced me to at least attempt it and come home if she got sick again at the airport since she was already starting to act like her bouncy little girl self again. She turned out to be perfectly fine and was full of energy and happiness for the rest of the day.
Harry, on the other hand, was NOT okay. Actually, that's the understatement of the century. Between diarrhea and vomiting, he went through both outfits I had packed for him, one from the gift shop at MSP, and a Northwest blanket-toga that I fashioned. He got off the plane naked except for his speed racer undies. Poor kid was so happy to get to my dad's and to a warm bed. All this was topped off by the fact that our flight attendant didn't show up for our flight to I. Falls, so our plane was 2 hours delayed. Our nice little 11 pm (9pm west coast time) flight didn't show up until after 1:30am!! ARgh... my poor kids: they were sick, tired, and in the company of the crabbies mom EVER. If anybody has ever ridden on these wonderful little puddle jumpers that fly up north, you'll understand how much fun I had with one energetic 21 month old on my lap and one vomiting 3 year old sitting next to me while the plane vibrates its way up north. I don't even want to talk about it anymore, except to say that I'm not flying alone again for a LONG time.
I also managed to catch their "flu" yesterday, but I think THINK that its finally worked its way through us....
More pictures later, we've already hit up Sha-Sha and the chickamungas!!