Surprise!

No, I'm not pregnant. We're home early. We decided yesterday to come home last night.

We figured the kids would be tired out. They spent the day at a birthday party, playing with cousins and fishing. We threw them in the car at 5:00 with glorious dreams of them immediately falling asleep and staying asleep the whole 7 hour trip home.

Our plan started out well. J & B both crashed hard. It lasted about an hour. We were then left with three cranky kids coming down off major sugar highs strapped into car seats for 6 more hours. No one approved of the other's movie choice, no one was happy with the temperature of their water bottle, everyone was hungry at once, and the m&ms that Aunt Sheila sneaked into the car didn't last near long enough. B was close to mutiny when they were gone. We listened to "More mms" for many miles. DH & I resorted to ignoring and turning up the music in front, which finally made him switch to yelling "No song" instead.

B kept yelling (on and off) until 11:45. We pulled in the driveway at 11:59. Luckily, he transferred to his crib with a diaper change and never woke up. He was tired.

J actually slept in until 7:56 which is like sleeping until noon for most people. I dozed until almost 9:00 this morning.

I'm back to the reality of quarreling children and mounds of laundry. But at least I'm not stuck in the car for 7 hours with the children today.