The day before I left Detroit, we drove from Traverse City and stopped in Frankenmuth on the way. Frankenmuth is a Bavarian-themed town that has the World's Largest Christmas Store, named Bronner's.
The girls were all, "GREGORY! GREGORY! Stop standing there!"
"STOP IT, GREGORY! STOP IT!"
The store is 7.3 acres.
I told Greg that there better be some coffee in The Haus Of Klaus. I have never in my life seen so many different Christmas ornaments or screaming children. There were kids screaming so loudly, I though we'd entered a torture chamber. Apparently 7.3 acres of festive ornaments is too much for the little ones strapped in their strollers.
We were standing in front of an aisle of bulbs for people who like to go camping and there was a bulb that said, "Happy Camper" on it.
"That little guy sure isn't a happy camper, is he Mom?", Sarah noted.
There was an entire acre for Dog People. I was going to get this for my sister, but I figured it would never make it home in the car, so why bother?
We ended up staying the night at Greg's friend from college's house. Greg called him 24 hours before we arrived and said, "Hey. Whassup! Listen. Can we crash at your house tomorrow? Okay, cool."
And I'm thinking, DOES THE WIFE KNOW????? Greg does that stuff to me ALL THE TIME. I don't know about you guys, but my house is not guest-ready without advance notice. So I barely know the couple and we are showing up with our four kids.
Anyway, it all worked out. Their 18 year old daughter babysat the kids so we could go out and that was really fun.
Here's the babysitter's pet.
Greg's mom just PASSED OUT!!!!!!
Greg then stayed at another friend's house on Sunday. He left the Detroit area on Monday, drove to Chicago and stayed at another friend's condo. Then he told me the kids hate EVERYTHING. They hate Chicago, so he left Chicago and then the next time I talked to him, he was in Nebraska. He said they hate Nebraska. He drove from Chicago and slept in a rest stop in Nebraska from 3am to 9am.
That's what he told me, which I know is a lie because there is NO WAY our kids would keep sleeping if the sun came up. So when I talked to him yesterday afternoon, he'd been in the car with the children for 29 hours. The kids HATE Colorado, he told me. I immediately booked them a hotel room in Grand Junction, CO and faxed my driver's license and credit card in to pay for the room so he'd be FORCED to pull over.
I'm thinking it's not the kids that hate anything, rather Greg is about to lose it. I sure wish I was on this drive home! NOT!
Anyway, I'm expecting them home around dinner time. I've got a five pound roast in the crockpot already. I already stocked the fridge with produce, since there's no doubt they haven't seen a fresh piece of produce in the last 5 days.
I bet they'll all be in great moods when they get here, right? Can you imagine what that van looks like right now? SHUDDER!