New Orleans (coming home): September 7, 2010

(click here for pictures) (click here for a video) Graham again ended up in our bed last night.  He was starting to stir around again and as we were trying to hush him and get him back to sleep.  I sat up and looked at the clock and it said “8:30.”  Robby said that breakfast ended at 9, so we had to move quickly to get our breakfast loving kids down the hall to breakfast before it closed.


We made it and they ate and ate until the breakfast lady came and turned off the lights on us.  After loading up, we were on the road.  Robby had hoped that we would be home at a very decent time, but getting started an hour and a half after when he thought we would did make us later.  Oh well, I guess our 4 alarm clocks needed their rest.
At breakfast, Reagan was telling the boys that on our next trip, we would stay in a hotel for 10 nights.  She then said “our Daddy is the greatest.”  Anderson agreed with “yeah, because he takes us everywhere we want.”


We chugged along and stopped in Lake Village at McDonalds for lunch.  The kids were playing on the climbing thing and Robby was buying our hamburgers to eat back in the car.  Things were going nicely, until Graham’s shoe came off at the top of the slide.  Anderson ran over to help catch it and then he fell flat on his little face.  Well, not really his face, but his knees.  He was dripping blood and crying, Reagan was walking around screaming “I don’t want to see this” with her hands over her ears, Graham was on top of the slide without a shoe, Robby was inside without a clue to our troubles and I didn’t have the diaper bag or anything else to stop his profuse bleeding (exaggeration).  We must have caused a scene because when the screaming had stopped, I went inside to get napkins and a man handed me some as I entered the door.  The same nice man caught us at the car and gave us some band aids.  He looked like a good old boy and Anderson really wanted to wear the “worker man band aids” over my Scooby Doo ones.


Everyone was in need of a drink by McGhee-yes, just a few miles down the road.  We pulled into Sonic and ordered 3 grape slushies.  The server asked Robby if he had triplets.  He didn’t hear the question and said “yes” before he realized what she asked.  We had a very good laugh about it and our triplets enjoyed their slushies.  Surprisingly, none of it was spilled in the van!


Graham talked most of the way home.  He wanted someone to draw him on the etch a sketch “you draw me rea rea” “anderson you draw me” and then he wanted to make sure that we were going to his house “my house?” “go my house.”  Finally he took a nap about the time we were in Sheridan!  After a few quick stops on the way home, we dropped the kids off at Grannymom and Grandpa’s house.  They are leaving for Texas and needed their grandkid dose and we needed a few minutes to unpack the car.


We worked for an hour, running around unloading and putting things away.  The house was pretty straight by the time we went back to Grannymoms for supper.  The kids had played outside, swang and made a mess of her house though.  After supper, we brought everyone home so they could play with their toys for a few minutes before bedtime. 
I had taken a few New Orleans storybooks and read them before bed on our trip, so they sure wanted to hear a book or two before bed tonight.  After our stories, pajamas and brushing teeth they all went to bed.  And everyone must have fallen asleep quickly because we haven’t heard anything from them (yet).  When Dad asked Graham where he was going to sleep tonight, he did say “Daddy’s bed”-maybe we will see him later tonight!

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