We are heading out west, on the road for the third day today. Even while I'm typing this, I've got tears blurring the screen, so please overlook any typo's I'm about to make!
We left the farm in Missouri on Sunday, and it was so much harder than I thought it would be! I knew I wouldn't want to leave everyone, I'll miss all of the family terribly, but it was really sad.
Brian stayed behind to go to scout camp with his friends and maybe keep up the mowing until he leaves. We have Carmen with us, and it has actually been a much quieter trip than our usual road trips since Natalia and Carmen have made themselves a little spot in the backseat and sleep half the day away. I'm not sure how they get to sleep at night!
Joe is a pretty good traveler, just wants to make sure he gets his fair share of gameboy time, and an occasional snack or meal.
Monkey, on the other hand, is a little more high maintenance. If he has to pee, it's gotta be now! If he's hungry, he's starving! If his pinky toe has an itch, we all know about it. We stopped in Nebraska at Wal-mart, of course, and picked up some "garlic" pills for his cough. Luckily he hasn't figured out that garlic is not spelled d-r-a-m-a-m-i-n-e. A half a pill bought us a couple of hours of peace yesterday! I know, it's not great parenting, but it's carrying on a family tradition.
Monkey took a nap the first day, then woke up, stretched as much as he could while strapped into a booster seat, and said,"Can I call Aunt Emily? I want to tell Jack and Ephraim that I'm going to miss them." Breaks my heart!
Our car is pulling our packed-to-the-gills trailer, (Picture Beverly Hillbillies if they had a Suburban) and we're headed through some more mountains into the Salt Lake Valley this morning. We'll make a quick stop at Temple Square for our break, then keep on trucking. Keep us in your prayers, we're gonna need them.