Once a year we pack up all the kids and drive for 12 really long hours to New Hampshire so we can visit Auntie Weez -who makes being 96 seem like a cake walk- and Cousin Tony - the coolest uncle in the universe-just ask the kids-. Unbelievably there was a lot of sleeping and quietness on the ride and it wasn't horrible. I actually think I was the biggest whiner and I'm positive that I needed the most bathroom breaks.
After a quick initial visit we headed to the hotel for the night and the kids swam while James and I slumped in chairs and pretended to watch.
And the big event of the night - kids in beds with bags of candy and television till they fall asleep in their sugar drool. Can't wait for tomorrow!
1 comment:
Sounds like a perfect trip.
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