This morning started out early again. Trenty, who is now my sole roomy, even tried heartily to ignore the musings in the kids room next door. His body was crying out for just one more hour as much as mine was.
After hiding out in our 'wing' until a respectable hour we finally made our way to the kitchen. We were informed that Grandpa was sick and was headed to the doctor. I gave him a look over and informed him that he had better stay away from me. Grandma would KILL him if he got me sick. Mama's aren't allowed to get sick, especially on vacation.
After Trent took an early morning nap we headed to the mall. This excursion is a once-a-trip thing. They have a drop n' play where the 3 older kids love to go. After checking them in Trent and I took off together and walked the mall. We talked about Cinnabons, and how desperately we both want one. How Mrs. Fields just likes to give us her pouty eyes. And the taunting of Orange Julius's as they use their blenders to hum our names. Darn food court bullies!
We eventually made it out of the mall with a couple little bags in hand. We ran through Arby's and curly fried our way home. The afternoon was spent with dolls in the piano room, bikes in the drive, and more napping in the port-a-crib.
By the evening Grandma had returned from work, Grandpa and Alex from Transformers, and us from our state of vacation.
It was time to get packed up again. We leave for Sandpoint in the morning.
