Eleven Hours

After eleven hours in the van, we have arrived at Brady’s parents house!! We were greeted by the entire family, dogs included, right out of our van. They received us so warmly, though the weather disagreed at a brutal 9C. We shared hugs and greetings until our kids got a tad overwhelmed, and then we all piled inside.

In no time, both Dekker and Laela were in there with their cousins like they’d been together for a week already. It was endearing to see it all happen so fast! Dekker paired up with his cousin whom he lovingly refers to as “that yellow kid,” thanks to his minion shirt. Laela was great and social with pretty much whoever came her way, but I’ll just say that the girls are quite outnumbered, but they sure stuck together 🙂

All of the kids went down relatively soon after we arrived, and most of the rest of us stayed up for a visit. We didn’t last too long, though, Thankfully everyone seemed ready to call it at a reasonable time. Everyone went their separate ways, and we headed to our room downstairs.

It was then that we discovered a massive packing oversight. We have no formula for Rowan. Correction. We have one pre-measured container of formula that will make one tiny bottle. That is it. There is no way it could get us through a night. It doesn’t help that we came to this discovery at 11:00pm. So as I type this, I have a wakeful and very angry baby on my lap, and we’re waiting for Brady to get back with something. Anything!!! Hopefully Shoppers is still open and can save us from what this night could turn into. It’ll still be at least an hour though. Hopefully his tough tummy can handle a new brand, because we’re short on options!

Today has been fairly smooth until this point, and that is taking into account a day in a van with a four year old, a two year old (almost) and a six month old.

Biggest parent fail yet, hands down.