Whirlwind Weekend

I promised yesterday that I would tell you about our weekend today, so here I go.  We left Thursday evening at 6:15 after John got home from work and we ate supper.  The plan was to drive as far as we could (re:  as far as Daniel would let us).  I secretly thought that we would be lucky to get as far as Atlanta, but I did not want John to know that.  He secretly had the same thought, by the way.  Daniel did not have a very good start; he started fussing while we were still in our neighborhood, but he got better quickly.  We made Atlanta and kept going, hoping to make Mobile, Al., but thinking that realistically we would get as far as Montgomery, Al..  John has a good friend in Mobile with whom we were hoping to spend the night, but Daniel lost it on the way to Montgomery, so we stopped there.

Friday morning we got an early start which was helped by the time change.  It was 8:15 our time,  but 7:15 theirs.  We drove the few hours to Mobile and spent a couple of hours with John's friend, his wife, and their new baby.  It was nice to be able to walk around for a little while, especially for the children.  Then we finished the drive to Louisiana, to John's mother's house.

John's brother's wedding was Saturday afternoon at 3:00 at his house, so John went over there that morning, first with Sarah Beth while Daniel napped, then with Daniel while Sarah Beth napped.  I stayed at Anna's house with the sleeping child.  John's sister and her husband came over for a few minutes, and it was good to see them.  

We got to Greg's house about 2:30 for the wedding.  The children were both exhausted from sleeping in strange places, not getting naps on Friday, all the excitement, etc., and they started melting down as soon as we got to the wedding.  By the time the wedding started, we had to walk out of the house with them.  Daniel was tired of being held, and Sarah Beth was tired of being good.  After the wedding, we went back into the house for the reception.  John got Daniel's stroller out of the car because I was tired of holding him.  (Honestly, I was tired of him.)  Sarah Beth thinks all strollers are hers, and she threw a fit.  Daniel decided to join her because he wanted to get down and crawl which was not possible because there were just too many people there.  As they both started screaming, I stood up under the stairs and whacked my head.  I lost it, too.  Thankfully, Greg lives right next door to Anna, so I was able to take both children to her house while we all calmed down.  John stayed at the reception.  He did come over a couple of times to check on us which I appreciated.  He took Sarah Beth back at one point, and they both enjoyed that.  I had already put Daniel to bed.  I did get a lot of crocheting done while everyone else enjoyed the reception.  I just wish I had gotten some wedding cake. 

We did not even want to try to make the trip home in one day because it takes twelve hours of just driving time, so we left Sunday morning.  We were able to go by Greg's house again, and I finally met his wife.  Because we were going to take two days, we were able to start a little later which was nice.  We stopped again in Mobile to see another of John's friends, and we made it all the way to Montgomery.  Again, we had to stop because of Daniel.  He did not sleep well in the car.

We finished our trip yesterday, and we actually got home around 1:00 which, as I said, yesterday, was just in time for naps.  It's nice to be home!

In recap, we drove two days for a wedding we did not even get to see, and I didn't get any wedding cake.  (As a matter of fact, I had a peanut butter sandwich for supper.)  We saw two of John's friends from college.  And we drove two more days to get home.  It was an absolutely exhausting trip.  

By the way, have you ever been to a wedding in jeans?  This was actually my second because we all wore jeans last year when Anna got married.

Again, I want to thank you for your prayers.  Sarah Beth could not have traveled any better, and Daniel could have been a whole lot worse.  He fussed some but was okay most of the time.  

By the way, today is our eighth anniversary.  We hope to go out for supper Friday night, but I'm still waiting to hear from the babysitter.