We arrived home last night from Utah after a 4 hour flight and 3 & 1/2 hour drive home.
I jumped out of the car upon our arrival at 11 pm and went to the front yard to check out the new landscaping that had been put in at our house.
Before getting out of the car I told the boys to wake up and go get in bed.
They are too dang heavy for me to carry in now.
I came back to the car 5 minutes later and this was happening:
Apparently "go get in bed" actually translates as "make yourself more comfortable in the car."
We flew in to ATL and then drove through tiny little roads to get home.
Which, can I just say, is a lot less fun in the dark since I started watching The Walking Dead.
The kids were so tired you'd think they'd been through a zombie apocalypse...
I jumped out of the car upon our arrival at 11 pm and went to the front yard to check out the new landscaping that had been put in at our house.
Before getting out of the car I told the boys to wake up and go get in bed.
They are too dang heavy for me to carry in now.
I came back to the car 5 minutes later and this was happening:
Apparently "go get in bed" actually translates as "make yourself more comfortable in the car."
Which, can I just say, is a lot less fun in the dark since I started watching The Walking Dead.
The kids were so tired you'd think they'd been through a zombie apocalypse...