On the road again

During Anaya's first two years of life, we logged 79 flights, all over America and the world. Then Seth was born, and it started costing to fly Anaya...and our traveling took a dramatic dive. Plus, shortly after Seth was born, I had Skyler (less than 16 months later, to be exact), and our SOCIAL life took a dramatic dive. Then we moved, and I started inviting a whole university over to our little home sweet home.

But I haven't been doing a lot of traveling since. The biggest trip was Tennessee-Minnesota-Texas at Christmas, followed by a hair-raising twelve-hour drive (which we broke into two sections) returning to Tennessee after winter break. And then we decided, traveling wasn't the best thing to do with kids at this age. Especially driving.

So why am I "on the road again"? Well, on an impulse, Alan and I decided that it would be best for me to skip the first few weeks of his prophecy seminar in South Carolina, and instead drive 12 hours (yup, you got it, 12 of 'em) with the kids to Arkansas to see my family. I found someone who could ride along most of the way (thank you, Lindsey!) and set off last week.

And I could write a book about the trip...but I won't. Suffice it to say, Thank God for snacks, and portable DVD players (the latter of which enabled me to make the last two hours of the trip without going insane--completely, that is). And it could have been worse. We drove about 4 hours at a time, then took twenty-minute breaks chasing each other in happy circles in rest areas.

And I still have no idea how I'm going to get back, with no one to help. Anybody who loves me, pray for me. Or volunteer to ride along....

But anyway, I don't have internet access or even a landline where I'm staying, and I'm out of cell minutes, so I am kinda laying low, communication-wise. But we're having a great time with Grandma and Grandpa, and the aunties and uncles and cousins. It's great, and I definitely am glad we came out here.

Even though I have 17 hours' drive (gulp) between me and my wonderful husband, and I don't know how I am going to get there....