It’s almost 11:00am, the middle of the week, and I just got out of bed an hour ago. How is this possible, you ask? Well, it’s possible because it’s just me and the baby for the rest of the week! She woke up, like, four hours ago, but she enetertained herself and then, I believe, TOOK A NAP before I was even out of bed. The joys of infanthood!

You’re probably wondering where the rest of my family is, right? Well, T. had to go to Garden City for three (at least) days this week, which happens to be an hour from his parents’ house. I have so much packing to do for the impending move (and a fabluous spa day with my sponsor tonight!) that I knew I couldn’t round up the whole bunch and make a family getaway of it, but the big two could go…

There was a little hitch in the plan, though. T. and the kids left at about…oh, 8:00 last night after he got home from work. I put E. Belle in bed around 9:00 and was watching a movie when I got a call from T. You know it can’t be good to get a call that early in a trip…his truck had broken down about 20 minutes past Topeka (an hour away). Discouraged is not the word I would use to describe myself last night. I was looking forward to a few days with just the baby to do what I needed to do, while the kids enjoyed their grandparents, and nobody got hurt because mama was on her own with all of them for 3-4 days. As I drove to pick them up and I was tired and perhaps, yes…on the verge of tears.

So, I finally got to them at 10:00, expecting to see the big two upset that they weren’t at grandma’s house, but Henry told me that daddy’s truck died, and apparentely Ivy had been yelling at it to “start working!” (she’s a little bossy these days). We left the truck at that truck stop and drove back to the shop where T. works so he could get another truck, and off we went on our separate ways again. E. Belle and myself heading home, and T. and the big two heading south. Of course, they had to stop at a hotel for the night, but they made it to grandma’s house this morning (or “grandma’s hotel” as Henry likes to call it).

So, here we are, the baby and me. I think we’re going to do fun stuff like get groceries and take the recycling today, if I ever get up off this computer chair. She’s just talking to herself. It’s not exactly quiet (okay–LOUD), but peaceful.