So here is a little breakdown of our trip to lovely St. George Island:
Oh yeah, we left at 4am and it is an 11 hour drive. Just to set the scene.
4:17am- Wide awake and talking away. We are silent and pretending we don't hear her.
4:30am- We just passed a McDonald's and we heard her singing "Bah da ba bah ba" (aka the "I'm Lovin' It song) in the backseat.
5:08am- The light was bothering her.
5:13am- Mostly dozed off. When I tried to remove the pillow from her face so she didn't, you know, suffocate or anything and she snatched it back from me and clutched it harder.
6:53- Already had to resort to Veggie Tales.
7:40am- Stopped at an abandoned church to let her stretch her legs and let Matt rest. Upon further investigation it was shut down with notices on the door and Crime Scene tape. It was safe though. I know it sounds terrible but it really wasn't bad. Weird, but not bad. I swear.
8:00ish am- The Little Mermaid is exciting but the shark part is too scary. She pushed the DVD player away and had some crazy frownie face. Matt had to skip to a new chapter before she would look at it again.
10:05am- Stopped at Walmart and let her run. The people at Subway (in WM??) didn't understand that I just wanted to buy a single thing of milk. She kept asking me if I wanted turkey or ham on my sandwich.
Got back in the car and gave her some Frosted Cheerios- she just fell asleep with her hand in the bag.
12:50pm- Stopped at Wendy's for lunch. To pass the time while we waited for our food I gave her an empty paper ketchup cup thing. Once we sat down she tore up her nuggets into little bites and used the ketchup cup to do shots of chicken nuggets. And French Fries. She ate almost the entire meal out of her "little cup"...
12:50pm- She didn't have her knitting basket or shawl, but I am pretty sure she is 80 years old.
She reached over as I cleaned up my trash and patted/rubbed my knee and said in her best old woman tone: "All done Mommy?". I mean seriously, it was just like she was talking to a baby.
2:12pm- We passed a steel blue pickup truck with fancy chrome bumpers. It was 100% covered in the Louis Vitton pattern. In case you weren't sure- they spelled out (in homeade letters no less) the words "LOUIS VITTON" on the back bumper. I tried to take a picture, but they got away too fast. In their Louie Vitton Dodge Ram. In Alabama.
5:10EST/4:10 CST- Thank you Lord for the AquaDoodle (Aqua Doo-Doo). She played with it for over 45 minutes. 45 MINUTES. After being in the car for 12 hours.
4:30am- We just passed a McDonald's and we heard her singing "Bah da ba bah ba" (aka the "I'm Lovin' It song) in the backseat.
5:08am- The light was bothering her.
5:13am- Mostly dozed off. When I tried to remove the pillow from her face so she didn't, you know, suffocate or anything and she snatched it back from me and clutched it harder.
6:53- Already had to resort to Veggie Tales.
7:40am- Stopped at an abandoned church to let her stretch her legs and let Matt rest. Upon further investigation it was shut down with notices on the door and Crime Scene tape. It was safe though. I know it sounds terrible but it really wasn't bad. Weird, but not bad. I swear.
8:00ish am- The Little Mermaid is exciting but the shark part is too scary. She pushed the DVD player away and had some crazy frownie face. Matt had to skip to a new chapter before she would look at it again.
10:05am- Stopped at Walmart and let her run. The people at Subway (in WM??) didn't understand that I just wanted to buy a single thing of milk. She kept asking me if I wanted turkey or ham on my sandwich.
Got back in the car and gave her some Frosted Cheerios- she just fell asleep with her hand in the bag.
12:50pm- Stopped at Wendy's for lunch. To pass the time while we waited for our food I gave her an empty paper ketchup cup thing. Once we sat down she tore up her nuggets into little bites and used the ketchup cup to do shots of chicken nuggets. And French Fries. She ate almost the entire meal out of her "little cup"...
12:50pm- She didn't have her knitting basket or shawl, but I am pretty sure she is 80 years old.She reached over as I cleaned up my trash and patted/rubbed my knee and said in her best old woman tone: "All done Mommy?". I mean seriously, it was just like she was talking to a baby.
2:12pm- We passed a steel blue pickup truck with fancy chrome bumpers. It was 100% covered in the Louis Vitton pattern. In case you weren't sure- they spelled out (in homeade letters no less) the words "LOUIS VITTON" on the back bumper. I tried to take a picture, but they got away too fast. In their Louie Vitton Dodge Ram. In Alabama.
5:10EST/4:10 CST- Thank you Lord for the AquaDoodle (Aqua Doo-Doo). She played with it for over 45 minutes. 45 MINUTES. After being in the car for 12 hours.
2 comments:
Crime scene, Walmart, Wendy's.
I'm more the Cracker Barrel type, myself. And Charlotte likes rocking chairs. . .
Can I just tell you the whole abandoned church, crime scene thing is a little much for me. I'm with Jenny....give me Cracker Barrel and rocking chairs.
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