A Mom’s Diary on Vacation: Day 1
Day 1: Why is it that we get super organized for our trips, we lay out the clothes, mercy I even folded outfits together so they didn’t have to match anything at all, just grab one roll and there is your outfit. But the last 15 minutes before you go on your trip that it is all organization out the window. Like tonight, I had to teach my kids the art of brushing their teeth with their fingers. Their toothbrushes are somewhere with us, somewhere safe, probably in the back of the van.
To start our trip off we get literally 2 miles down the road and have to turn around for a wireless password. So glad we did, I found my driver’s license too 🙂 Whoops, now that would have been terrible.
10 minutes down the road: When are we getting to our hotel?
40 minutes down the road: we had to stop and get gas. My bad. But, I’m calling that a win because those 2 cups of coffee I downed before this adventure began are already in my bladder.
3 hours later we are still cruising. Then all the sudden the gets get hangry.
Quick, where is the nearest exit? Oh wait, we are in the middle of no where. We make it 20 minutes for the next rest stop…it’s closed. Are you stinkin kidding me? Another 20 minutes down the road and we pull off at some random gas station and eat at picnic tables outside. I have to say this was a major win. Except for my 2nd born who only ate a couple bites of a Pop-tart and then my 2 year old who didn’t eat one doggone thing. 2 out of 4 isn’t bad.
2.5 hours later to our destination of Diamond Mining. It’s just like gold mining on Gold Rush-one the hub’s favorite tv shows.
You get your shovels, your sleuce boxes, and 5 gallon bucket.
Then you take your 4 kids in the 90 degree heat into a field of dirt and mud.
Look kids, there are rocks everywhere! Find the shiny ones! My oldest went in thinking he was going to find something similar to the Hope Diamond. 30 minutes later he let that goal fly away.
The 2 year old got her foot stuck in a mud hole. For the next 15 minutes she cried-I GOT MUD. Sister, you live in the mud. What is the difference today? It was so great that she pulled her dress all the way up to her armpits and screamed for everyone to see. Thank you. No one needs to see your diaper and naked self. Put your dress down.
2 hours later we called it a day. It was a great experience and I am so glad we did it. Yes it was hot, but it was a chance for the kids to play in the mud and dirt and not get in trouble 🙂 The boys especially loved it. John included.
Me on the other hand…as I propped myself up on a shovel in the beating sun all I could think about was laying on a beach with someone serving me Diet Coke and fanning me. Oh and weight dropping off of me as I lie there…What? if I’m going to dream I’m going to dream big.
I do think that at this destination John discovered that our family is not Gold Rush material. So much for family bonding in Alaska hoping to strike it rich. It would only work if we found a nugget the first 30 minutes.
We arrive at our destination…muddy, sweaty, and the kids are ready to go swim. First, we must eat-these kids get hangry remember? When we are fixing to leave, the 2nd born-age 8, is all upset-his tooth is loose. But no, don’t pull it, maybe it will fall out on its own… Luckily big brother tells him what to do and he pulls that bad boy out before supper.
We change clothes and find the nearest mall to eat at Chick-Fil-A. Here the 8 year old is ravenous because the reason he hasn’t eaten anything all day is because of that stinkin loose tooth. He eats basically everything on the table and spills his drink on the floor and the cup literally busts open at the bottom. The two year is obsessed with the ketchup. So obsessed that I look over and 2 things occurred: She is only eating ketchup, nothing else. And two, she just licked the entire seat of her chair, like a dog. I, of course, start my flip out and she looks at me and says, I GET THE KETCHUP OFF. It doesn’t occur to her that someone else’s hind-end has been on the seat all day.
We get back to our hotel, get everyone changed into the swimming suits and head downstairs. What kids look forward to the most on vacation-the pool.
We open the door and read the sign: SWIMMING POOL OUT OF ORDER. Oh my goodness. Let’s just say that that did not go over well. We went from best vacation ever to the worst day of our lives… drama.
Now that they have all this energy in their bodies since we didn’t get to swim, the two year is determined to have the people below us call the hotel staff on us by jumping up and down. Finally, after an hour of tortuous fighting, Dad going to find a gas station for milk, and then lots of stories they are in bed. When the two year old sees her dad brushing his teeth-with his toothbrush. She then, of course, has to brush her teeth. Side note, what is the deal here? Every day is a battle to get this kid to brush her teeth. Then we go on vacation and now the world is over if she doesn’t do it? What in the world? So, I put my toothpaste on her finger (remember, I have safely stored their toothbrushes and toothpaste somewhere in the packing) and she put it in her mouth. It’s mint flavored. She looks at me and says I don’t like it. Shocker. But then, I see her bend down and start licking the hotel floor trying to get the toothpaste off of her tongue.
Kids are disgusting.
I’m going to bed.
Things I learned today: Enjoy the ride. I’m a goal oriented person and I like to get things checked off my list-like getting to our destination. But if that’s all I did, I would miss the fun on the Road Trip. This is where I appreciate the differences in my marriage. I wouldn’t have thought or even look up Diamond Mining. I would have said go go go to the hotel. The experience and memories of Diamond Mining, the silliness and fun in the car-I wouldn’t have had the chance to make those memories. A great reminder that I need to slow down, enjoy the ride.
making the most of every opportunity
Make sure and stay tuned for tomorrow’s Diary of a Mom on Vacation! If you liked this post, make sure and check out Potty Training-Let’s Be Real, Things Moms Do 200 Times a Day, and How to Deal with the Unexpected.