So with the kids seated miles down the table away from me, Jocelyn started to whine that her burger sliders were gross (she didn't like the toasty bun) and Andrew was picking at his food saying he didn't feel good and kept trying to stand up on his chair so I could pick him up and hold him. All this along with the fact that they were all eating and I was holding and rocking Landon wishing I could eat the food that was sitting in front of me - as well as wishing that the annoying comments from the waitress would stop..."oh he's fussy!!" I had a brief thought at this boiling point: why did I bring them all the way down here instead of just driving up the road from home to Chick-fil-a? One of the main reasons I took them there was because of the massively huge fish tank that they get so excited about. But I suppose I also did it to prove to myself that after one and a half months, I was finally ready to take all my kids out by myself. And yay me! I made it in one piece!
Poor Andrew though! He was clearly not feeling well and getting more gloom by the minute. After I let them roam around and look at the fish, we got back on the road and sat in almost 2 hours of traffic to travel 45 miles back home to take big sis to soccer practice. Come to find out once we stepped foot in the door, he was burning up with a 104.5 temperature!! John was almost home so we decided to meet up the road at the ER and we found out he had come down with an ear infection! :(
What did this trip prove to me? That no matter what is thrown at me...I can do it!!! Four kids and all! :)






