Back to Reality...

Well, we're back from our big anniversary trip to Branson. Reality hits again...and it hits hard...it hurts. We love our children dearly, but it was so wonderful to get away Friday morning and hit the open road (behind tractor trailers, that is) and take a leisurely cruise up to the mountains. I'm sure it was more leisurely for me, since I got car sick and had to go to sleep to keep my breakfast down. Poor Eric, always the driver and never the passenger...

We hit Silver Dollar City early and the weather could not have been more beautiful! It was in the upper sixties and crowded...but not nearly as much as when we went again Saturday! You couldn't turn around w/out bumping into yourself on Saturday! Mostly, we just ate our weight in treats (especially the apple dumplings!) and visited the shops that we can't take our rascals into. We also visited Big Cedar and met some very nice folks there. We didn't shop and we didn't hang out in the children's area at SDC (that's the "City," not student detention for those edunerds out there), and we didn't have to panic when we heard other people's kids fussing...we just hung out and breathed easy.

I forgot my deodorant, so we had to hit Target...three-and-a-half hours just to go to Target! I did do a little stocking shopping there. We had dinner at Branson Landing, that seafood restaurant that Bass Pro has. It was really good.

Sunday afternoon, when we pulled up to my sister's house in Pocola, the kids were giddy...which is a good thing since our boys now regularly declare that they don't love us any more. The things kids say when they don't get their way! Thanks so much to Erica and Matt for taking in two additional boys for the weekend. Our plans for Nana to watch them largely fell through and the aunt and uncle saved the day! We appreciate it. Imagine, four boys all under age six!

Reality is here...we are here...our boys are here...and we're back to the old grind, but what a great grind it is! :0)