Friday, December 26, 2008

It's almost over ... sort of

We are in Dallas and will make the final five hours of our trip tomorrow. I do believe we will all survive. All in all it has actually been okay. We sat down everyone before the trip and basically said, "You will make choices to behave inappropriately at times. You will be stressed. You will be scared. You will be overwhelmed. However, you will also have a blast. You will get to do some fun things. You will meet people that love you just because you are family. Readyyyyyyyy BREAK!"

Looking back ...

It coulda' been worse?

The discovery of how our five-year-old has been spitting out her fish oil pill every night into the trash can when no one is looking ... for who knows HOW long (thanks to Mamaw for her quick eye).

One child who was pretty sure they were never going to bed ... ever.

One clogged toilet.

Another child who sat quietly watching "Ben Hur" with grandpa (which seemed peaceful until we discovered they had chewed off multiple layers of skin on their finger during that three hour period).

One attempted meltdown during Christmas dinner.

Two boys who decided to go squealing and sneaker surfing in a recently mopped public restroom ... not realizing their mother could hear what was going on.

Some new toys.

Lots of grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles and dogs.

One birth mom and brother that lives with her.

Plenty of laughter.

Two Baylor bears.

Mucho amounts of silliness.

Basically no internet access.

And a partridge in a pear tree.

I had never heard of "Inspirational Sympathy Weddings" before.
Had one of you in mind when I saw this.
Do you know who you are?

My youngest chasing around her brother, L. She doesn't get to see him or her birthmom nearly enough, so it's quite a treat. She likes to work in as much sibling harassment as humanly possible. It's a gift.

L again, my daughter's first mother, J, and our yummy little girl.
LOVE this picture!!

Hangin' near the bear pits at Baylor.

Has anyone seen my daughter's other leg?

Why men should never have cameras. This would also be why NO ONE should have a camera when everyone has been in the car all day.

Every single time I have ever been to the Bear pits, they have been napping up under the windows in the dark. Their consistency continued today.

Saying good-bye sucks.

My husband - not the typical Baylor student - spent most of his time at the Music School and here at his apartment ... the Knotty Pine ... OH the jokes that fly every time we see this place.

Yes, he lived in "Lucky #7." More humor. If you knew my husband, and his dating history, you would enjoy the chuckle, as well.

Santa came to Grandma and Grandpa's house. This year he remembered his boots, and refrained from sporting suit socks.

Trying desperately to get enough signal for internet on my phone.
No dice.

Feeding the seagulls. We got to be some of the last people to stay at the Surf Court Motel before it closes in January. Woke to the water crashing just under our balcony every morning.

It's the end of an era, I tell ya'.

When all is said and done, we will have logged at least 24 hours in the van. Love my kids. Would prefer not so much closeness on a regular basis, but I love them none-the-less. Even when they make me want to poke out my eye with a stick. They were troopers, and this trip was so very worth it.


Brenda said...

Looks like a good trip. Our van is full too. 7 seats. 7 people. Everyone has headphones....including me.

Sara said...

Sounds like a wonderful and challenging trip. What a blessing! Some great pictures!!

Innocent Observer said...

On a thirty hour (one way) road trip we told the kids that they could each have $20 to spend when we got there, save for whatever they had to put in the jar a quarter at a time for misbehavior. We figured they would each end up with $5, maybe $10. The little shits didn't put a dime into the pot and we had to shell out $60! I still don't know what I would prefer...a peaceful car ride or my 60 bucks back!

Anonymous said...

God bless you. You are the bravest woman I've ever met.

And you have some totally amazing arms. Do you lift, or just restrain RADishes? ;-)

Love, Corey

Christine said...


The arms bulked up in college when I was a baker for the "Golden Corral" and had to lift massive baking sheets for hours on end.

Then there was my colicky Twitchy Girl - who was carried for six months straight without a break (we knew no one that used baby slings - and wish we could go back and have a do-over!!).

Two years of foster babies.

And they just kinda' stuck.

Don't hate me because I'm buff. It's only the arms. I'm quite disproportionate. :)

Troy & Tara Livesay said...

Thank you very much!

I think Britt lives in that same complex. Asking her now.

Sic em Bears.

Amanda said...

awww! I love those pictures!!

Troy & Tara Livesay said...

Uh. CONFIRMED. Britt lived in #11 until last week. (sub leasing it out now) we are forever connected by the Knotty Pine Apartments.

AND -- my two times to Baylor I found the Bears to be lazy lards. Neither Paige or I were too impressed.

In just one week I will be attending my very own daughter's inspiration sympathy wedding ... or something!?!?!?

Cammie said...

Once again, you share with us your strength...and the strength of your family!

What a fantastic trip! I am impressed that your kids shelled out so little money! They have come such a long way!

Blessings to you and yours!

Anonymous said...

Now THAT is a van-full! Love the various cords going this way and that...(otherwise known as the power supplies to peace and quiet)