The trip out here was L---O---N---G. Luh-ong.
We went to pick up our nephew Friday afternoon. It was a little bit out of the way, but it's great to have him with us. So with the extra trip, we were facing a 16-hour trip after spending three hours in the car already. Whew. We drove for about 11 hours total the first day, stopped at a hotel, and crashed. There I did something that I try never to do -- sleep in the same bed as my daughter. (Note: It is usually in times of frustration that I refer to her as "my daughter.") She was wide-awake when we arrived at the hotel, and it took her about 40 minutes to fall back asleep, insisting the whole time that I needed to keep my arm around her. Ugh. But it was fine after that. At 7, merely 5.5 hours after we had gone to sleep, Caleb stood up in the room and made his alert status known. We thought it was a good idea to eat breakfast and have the kids swim so they could burn some energy before sitting in the car for another long day. It went fairly well, but my kids are a little water nervous, which is nice since they don't swim.
Today we did some shopping and worked on Caleb's speech therapy by getting milkshakes. Yum. That's my kind of therapy. Mommy and Caleb shared a Cookies 'N' Cream one, and Katy and Daddy shared Strawberry. Notice any similarity between Mommy's mouth and Katy's mouth.
This evening, Jodi and I went to the Y for her yoga class. This was my first attempt at an hour-long class. Results? I have a new appreciation for the difficulty of yoga and sore triceps. :) I told Stephen that if I hear "downward facing dog" one more time, my triceps will spontaneously combust. It was nice to do something different, but I would have to get a lot better before yoga would become relaxing to me. I worried about doing the move correctly, breathing, and not falling on my duff. After yoga, everyone went swimming. Katy and Caleb, having just been in the pool a few days ago, were much more comfortable this time. No pics -- I was swimming in my new swimsuit. :)