Trip Up

We were supposed to go home last weekend for Nana's 94th Birthday party. We haven't been there since Christmas, 2 long months that is too long when babies grow so fast. We didn't go because said baby couldn't breathe and needed to see the doctor on the day of Nana's party.

So, plans changed - "we will come next weekend" - we said. The weekend came and Mom and Dad were sick. So plans changed again - "Get better! See you Monday!" - we reassured.

Monday is here and it brought 5 fluffy inches of new snow. Driving 4 hours in the snow with 4 little kids by myself just doesn't seem smart to me. So we stay. Maybe tomorrow.

I just want to go home.