roadtrip family style.

hmm...where to begin.

step one: make plans for time to leave wednesday am. we'll go for 6.

step two: pack for everyone plus big, fat lapdog and get things ready for other fat dog's caretaker. got it.

step three: sign the no-yelling-fighting-saying stupid agreement...okay maybe just mention it nicely while holding breath, crossing fingers and toes and making a wish while all numbers on the clock are the same. done.

step four: say prayers. head to bed for restful sleep for a safe, peaceful drive in the morning. nitey-nite :)

1:15 am wednesday
mom...cough,cough,cough. i don't feel good...cough,cough, 103 temerature.
motrin, cuddles, kisses, back to bed.

1:31 am MOsbY!!!! (nice runny, aromatherapy present left on bedroom carpet) how are we gonna take this trip?!

get up two more times with dog.

5:45 am enter jack. very chipper (very rare). i'm ready to go! :) yea, about that jackie...wanna try to go back to sleep. 'sure' 'hey mom...' 'hey mom...' 'and, hey mom! i had a dream last night that bears were chasing me and surrounded the house.........' okay, i'll bite...'what happened jack?' smile, 'there were like a hundred of them and i stabbed them all once in the neck.' sweet. enter dad into conversation, " betsy must have been here and brought knives that worked.' giggles... okay, maybe there's hope after the night's no sleep.

11:30 am after taking fisch to dr, running the runs out of the dog and twelve potty trips...this rockin suburban hits the road...positive attitudes in tow.

we're rockin and rollin (jenn, what movie?) coloring, drawing, movie watchin, candy eatin, diet coke sippin, mom karaoking (whole nother blog to come on best roadtrip sing-a-longs), dog sleeping...not too shabby.

fast forward to night fall and the scariest road experince i've EvER had! fyi...when nana aka sally reports the weather is going to be bad...LISTeN FOR ONCE!!!

i am so grateful that the boys slept through this part and that we, unilke many others we saw wrecked and stranded, finally made it to a hotel.
just fyi. there's an intersection in roxford, ks that is straight out of the shining...redrum, redrum...

didn't get to dad's like planned, but family safe :)

11:30 pm kansas. tucked in bed. prayers. snuggling, sighs of relief...

7:30 am christmas eve WOW! Look at the snow!!! mom! dad! mosby! look! :)

8 am continental breakfast...just try and beat me in line :)

9 am colorado or bust! sun is shining, wind's blowing, dog FINALLY peed!! wahoo! the boys loved the yellow snow the most so far :)
i heart boys and their laughs.

btw...anyone else own a dog with public pee stage fright? so random...poor mose.

...more to come and pictures too...can't upload from phone :(

10-4 good buddies.
sanford and fat five signing off.

run forest run.

dear favorite necklace.

if i rub your magic stones could you maybe help me with a few, TeeNY-WeeNY things?

STaRT Christmas shopping or even make a list of what to get for anybody.
finish laundry (HA!).
organize the legos.
get the dog hair out of the organized legos.
build the lego tables.
wash the dogs.
plan the game for one of the two parties i'm supposed to be in charge of tomorrow that happen at the same time.
make sure the craft for the other class is even remotely possible to accomplish by the kiddos without tears or stabbing themselves.
figure out what to bring to colorado.
magically time warp us TO colorado.
get clothes for the clothes destroyers that will allow them not to freeze their rears off in colorado.
get the boys' teachers gifts.
make decisions on meals for the entire holiday break.
find someone to take care of the dogs while we are gone.

did i mention you are my FAVoRiTE necklace?
yes indeedy :)

okay. thanks. love you. bye.

sanford

ps  did i mention we haven't taken pictures for our Christmas card yet?

dear laundry.

why do you continue to be the snapshot which probably best represents me? always way too much. very scattered. never done. stained. never found in the right place. wrinkled. out of control.

just curious...
sanford

take fisch to work day.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SVznEXXq81Y

every flippin year.

why? why i ask you do i think it will be fun to decorate for christmas? why? apparantly, i'm a control freak and no one can decorate 'the right' way. so, why do i get irritated that mister doesn't want to help anymore or exhausted at the thought that the boys do. which really doesn't make any sense because as you can see in the picture, i stink at it myself! notice the awesome picture frame ornaments that my friend gets us each year that are STiLL empty. way to go queen decorator. you rock! and i tried to make this cute garland stuff like anthropologie had as part of their gift wrap this year and it, first of all, looks like a 5 year old made it and, B, i don't even know how to wrap it on the tree. maybe it was due to the basketball flying through the air repeatedly and the old lady dog who barked at me NON-SToP for 2 hours or the 9 month old black-furry-constantly-eating mess that was also trying to help. okay, i'm going with that.
happy always-crazy-i'm-using-less-and-less-decorations-every-year holidays :)
 ***this just in...when asked how bad the garland i made actually is, mister responded with, "it doesn't look bad from far away. you just can't get too close to it."
nice.

now playing.

dallas snow...