This was taken in Shelley, Idaho in my Mom and Dad's drive-way. Getting ready to head back in Tennessee. Grace and William are already playing their games and won't even pause to look up for a photo. Peter and Parker are losing it early on, and Eliza and Michael seem to have good attitudes!
We had such a great trip. We left here on Thursday (July 22nd) at 6 PM and pulled into Paul and Rita's driveway at 1:30 AM Saturday morning. We drove pretty much non-stop. We gassed up the van, filled our bellies and emptied our bladders at each quick stop. David and I switched off driving and napping. We drove nearly 2000 miles in 32 hours with 8 kids and lots of electronics, the cooler stocked with snacks & goodies, and lots of open road. The kids were amazingly good. We had a great set-up. David had packed almost everything onto the back hitch-haul, so the van felt "roomy"--at least for the first 10 hours. The kids took full advantage of endless electronics time. I had some great hours of Tetris in the back seat to keep me sane. I love that game. I knew I had played too long and decided to take a break. I was looking at the clouds somewhere in Kansas when I started turning and dropping the clouds to fit into tight rows. It was sure fun.
We stopped for a quick breakfast at McDonalds on Friday morning-somewhere in the middle of Kansas. We had lunch on Saturday at some gas station. It was actually really good food. Our other big stop was in Laramie, Wyoming--we actually went in and sat down and had a yummy dinner on Saturday. The other meals were from the cooler.
After a few days in Provo we drove 4 hours to Shelley--that was a cake walk! The kids were amazed at how fast it went. Then 4 more hours to Cooke City and then back to Idaho, and finally another 30+ hour drive home. We did it straight through, too. The drive home was good, just not as fun--due to the direction we were going!
My Mom and Dad sent us with some amazing loot for the cooler--frozen water bottles, juice cheese curds, rolls, granola bars, grapes, crackers, and yogurt. We also had a wad of "blue office rags" to soak up any messes and a good stock of Zip-Locks. Parker and Peter were sick. We wanted to be prepared. We really only had one bad episode--that was Peter as we were driving through Yellowstone, we had our own version of Old Faithful when he vomited! I was sitting by him when it hit and we got it cleaned up fast. He was wearing his favorite Buzz Lightyear PJs (that he wears all day). They got tossed in the trash (on accident) in West Yellowstone. I had put them in a plastic sack and when we stopped to clean up I grabbed all of the sacks and tossed them. The nice thing was that he took a good, long nap. We had a great time. Thanks everyone for all the memories.
Some highlights of the road trip: (maybe not highlights, but some memorable occasions!)
My turn at the wheel--everyone is settled down and mostly asleep. I have Grace's Ipod with earphones and some sweet music. I've got a stash of candy and am all set to put some miles behind us--when I open my Dr. Pepper and it explodes all over me, the steering wheel and windshield. I didn't swerve too bad, but was ticked because my "travel outfit" got thrashed the first night.
This wasn't quite as bad as the warm shower that Grace and Parker got from Peter. He was trying to "relieve himself" into an empty water bottle when David hit a bump and Peter's connection was broken. His urine hit Parker (who was furious), Grace (who was crying and laughing at the same time) and himself in the face. Peter was MAD--he said that it tasted "stronger than salt"!
Another time after I had driven and was tired, I switched David places--he took the wheel and we were down the home stretch. I was dozing and had just fallen asleep when he hit the rumble strips. He had just dropped his sunflower seeds or something. I dozed off again with the lull of the van putting me into REM rather quickly, the next thing I know, we hit the rumble strip AGAIN--this time it was his earphones or something that he was trying to adjust. Anyway, with a little more swerving, I was WIDE awake in fear that David was falling asleep. I reached over every few minutes and whacked him to make sure he was OK. He kept assuring me that he was fine. I finally just drove the last hour or two, because I was SO wound up. He feel asleep and I had a beautiful experience driving through Echo Canyon, looking at the stars, listening to music, thinking about the pioneers and of course shedding a few tears of gratitude.