Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Road trip, version 2

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Name that tune. I know my child's language isn't the best--but I am usually spot on with what he is saying. There is a little ditty in the video, my friends, that is beyond my comprehension. 

One road trip to Ohio in the summer wasn't enough...

From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
The truth is, it wasn't terrible.

We just weren't set up for success. Felix had a double ear infection, mysterious rash, and 2 top teeth that were just about piercing through his gums. Oh, and explosive antibiotic poops.
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
Miles was, well, a 2 year old. Of the 5 days of "vacation," 4 would be spent in the car for 4 hours driving. And we stayed in hotels where all of Team Heintz shared a room. It was intimate to say the least.

Highlights? Car naps. 
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
 
I caved. Big time. I don't like eating and drinking the car, but I pumped one child full of all sorts of forbidden snacks like goldfish and organic juice boxes...and the other one had a steady stream of antibiotics, motrin, and benadryl. And his dairy farm was sitting right next to him. The meat in the Britax carseat sandwich she knows all too well.

And then there was the DVD player we bought last minute. I hate to say it, but it worked a good bit of the time. Granted, we watched a lot of that one Thomas DVD we have and a $1 Sesame Street DVD I purchased at a consignment sale (it was a dollar because it skips and jams every 10 minutes), but I did get to see some Fantasia and March of the Penguins.

Honestly the hardest part was the fact that Miles went bonkers in the hotel room--

He picked up every telephone and dialed hotel staff.
He found the microwave in every room.
He fiddled with the air controls on the floor units.
He opened the fridge and pressed buttons.
He turned on the radio and had his own dance party (the funniest part is he was dancing to a traffic report)
He went bananas at the continental breakfast each day. (Which we encouraged by feeding him waffles with butter).
He destroyed the tissue box that they conveniently put at toddler level.
And when Opat and Grandma were there, he even pressed the HELP button in the elevator and called what sounded like some emergency company for when you get stuck in the elevator.

And he's at that age where he remembers what he is doing is curiously wrong...and tempts fate when he knows you are not looking.

Let's not forget that all the rooms had showers. So what? Well, when you have kids, you notice things like that. Showers means no baths. No baths with one who poops through all his diapers from his medicine, and another one who is Mr Sticky fingers touching every filthy corner of the hotel room (leave it to Miles to find every speck of particulate matter and ask "What's that?"), I was about to scoop them up and have a true family shower. But then there was the chlorinated pool--and grandparents who willingly went swimming with them.

Chlorine kills things like bed bugs and STDs, right? Lord knows what they were exposed to...And I let them eat on the bed.

I caved again. No one likes a child who is having races (READY SET GOOOOO!!!!!) at 7am in the morning. So we had breakfast #1 on the bed. Peanut butter and Jelly, teething biscuits, and cowlicks. You know there are those Dateline specials on "Do you know what diseases lurk in your hotel bedroom?" I'm not a bleach fan, but I sure hope they used it on the sheets. Both before we came and after. Remember how I mentioned Felix had explosive poops? Um, yeah.
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
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From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010

Thank goodness for Opat and Grandma who spoiled them with love and attention. Mommy and Daddy got TWO DATE NIGHTS out of it. Rehearsal dinner and the wedding of one of Eric's best friends!
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
Don't think the kids were far from my mind--you'll spot the pumping bag on the floor.
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
No, Eric is not a dapper ice cream salesman. And no, I didn't call the hotel and see how I could match the drapes.
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
Scandalous! But come on--it's the classic Ali and Eric photo.

We had a great time being silly and dancing a LOT. And I debated about having a glass of wine because Eric is still staying dry since his cancer diagnosis, but I had to keep to the theme of the weekend, and I caved. It all started with the complimentary lemon drops as their signature drink at the conclusion of the ceremony...and red wine always goes well with Madonna's "Like a Prayer." 
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010

You know it's a good time when you talk about your tongue's "good side." We took picture of my and Eric's "good sides." I guess you do things like that when you have tongue cancer.
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010
From Cincinnati weekend Sept 2010

The best part of the trip was that we got to see Opat and Grandma again. It was a little bittersweet not being able to see Uncle R, Aunt H (and baby to be FIRST COUSIN!) since they moved out of Cincinnati, but seeing the parents/grandparents was worth all the chaos and trouble.

Just don't expect any traveling out of us any time soon...

2 comments:

  1. That's what treats are for - getting you through a long trip or some other event that is not child-friendly. Ours were the books on tapes, art supplies, interminable guessing games, juice boxes and Twizzlers (when you were older).
    And all those new things to explore in the hotel room - goodness! /thank goodness there was only one child truly mobile!
    I love the coordinated outfits -even to having Eric's Livestrong band match his tie and boutonniere!

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  2. Upon further examination, I think that Miles is a nascent composer.

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