Back home again from Indiana, Spring '07 edition
We spent most of the last week on a whirlwind trip to Indiana. Dada had a sudden collaborative opportunity arise with these guys at the University of Illinois, which meant that, according to Isaac, "Indian Necklace" was on the way, and along with it the dynamic duos of Meemaw/Poppop, Mamaw/Dadaw, Uncle Chrissy/Aunt Jean, and Uncle Joe/Aunt Robin (well, the latter being less of a duo since their three entertaining children tend to come along with them).
We drove, and it was okay. Jacob became seriously unhappy being in the car after 11 hours of our 12-hour trip home, but for the most part they were both content to look outside, play with toys, listen to the Wiggles, or watch any of our wide-ranging Pixar library on the portable DVD player. Perhaps not surprisingly, their attitudes seemed to mirror those of Dada and I -- when we got sick and tired of being in the car, so did they. Who can blame them?
This was our first road trip with a fully potty trained toddler, and it came with two special adventures. We cut across Maryland to avoid the tolls on I-70, and although the residents along I-68 are keen to rebuild Noah's ark or to erect a massive lighthouse that is supposedly a beacon to the Lord, places with quality bathrooms are few and far between. So firstly, it is perhaps not surprising that Isaac peed on a mountain in Maryland in the dark of an evening. If he could have waited for one more mountain, he would have peed on the Eastern Continental Divide, meaning that his pee would trickle slowly down into both the Chesapeake and the Ohio River. Secondly, just to make sure our potty experience was complete, Isaac had his first on-the-road poop, at a gas station in Mount Airy, Maryland. This was mostly hilarious because Isaac refuses to poop with his pants on. If you were a fly on the wall in the ladies' room, you got a show, lemme tell ya.
Our time with family went by fast. With Mamaw and Dadaw, there was lots of playing in the backyard and the Children's Museum. With Meemaw and Poppop, there was lots of playing with Aunt Jean and Uncle Chris, reading books, and frolicking about the sunroom. Some photo highlights:
We also got some no-baby time. Obviously Dada had lots of that, traveling to Illinois by himself on business for three days. While he was gone, I got some, too. Meemaw and Poppop watched the babies so I could go out with Chris and Jean and their buddies for beers in Broad Ripple. This adventure is briefly chronicled here and here. And then the night before we left, the greater O'Neal clan watched the boys so both Dada and I could visit our old friends Matt and Susan, who are expecting their first child any second now. We enjoyed overwhelming them with lots of unsolicited advice.
It was all luscious. I can't wait to go back for another visit, for two reasons. First, both babies are old enough now that they can really enjoy the grandparents. Secondly, both babies are driving me completely insane. More on that later.
We drove, and it was okay. Jacob became seriously unhappy being in the car after 11 hours of our 12-hour trip home, but for the most part they were both content to look outside, play with toys, listen to the Wiggles, or watch any of our wide-ranging Pixar library on the portable DVD player. Perhaps not surprisingly, their attitudes seemed to mirror those of Dada and I -- when we got sick and tired of being in the car, so did they. Who can blame them?
This was our first road trip with a fully potty trained toddler, and it came with two special adventures. We cut across Maryland to avoid the tolls on I-70, and although the residents along I-68 are keen to rebuild Noah's ark or to erect a massive lighthouse that is supposedly a beacon to the Lord, places with quality bathrooms are few and far between. So firstly, it is perhaps not surprising that Isaac peed on a mountain in Maryland in the dark of an evening. If he could have waited for one more mountain, he would have peed on the Eastern Continental Divide, meaning that his pee would trickle slowly down into both the Chesapeake and the Ohio River. Secondly, just to make sure our potty experience was complete, Isaac had his first on-the-road poop, at a gas station in Mount Airy, Maryland. This was mostly hilarious because Isaac refuses to poop with his pants on. If you were a fly on the wall in the ladies' room, you got a show, lemme tell ya.
Our time with family went by fast. With Mamaw and Dadaw, there was lots of playing in the backyard and the Children's Museum. With Meemaw and Poppop, there was lots of playing with Aunt Jean and Uncle Chris, reading books, and frolicking about the sunroom. Some photo highlights:
We also got some no-baby time. Obviously Dada had lots of that, traveling to Illinois by himself on business for three days. While he was gone, I got some, too. Meemaw and Poppop watched the babies so I could go out with Chris and Jean and their buddies for beers in Broad Ripple. This adventure is briefly chronicled here and here. And then the night before we left, the greater O'Neal clan watched the boys so both Dada and I could visit our old friends Matt and Susan, who are expecting their first child any second now. We enjoyed overwhelming them with lots of unsolicited advice.
It was all luscious. I can't wait to go back for another visit, for two reasons. First, both babies are old enough now that they can really enjoy the grandparents. Secondly, both babies are driving me completely insane. More on that later.
posted by Claire at 3:11 PM
2 Comments:
Claire - loved the recount and the pics! The thought of Isaac's pee flowing through the Ohio River is priceless! See you in a couple of weeks! Chris and I are rockin' in the Chevrelot Aveo! :) Is that enough exclamation points?!
Yeah, Jean cut my hair. Check out the shelf on the side of my dome!
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