I would suggest reading this post from the last paragraph up because it really would be more interesting that way...
Wow, what an incredible year it has been for us! In January, we packed up our house in the middle of an Oklahoma snowstorm, unloaded it all into a storage unit in West Siloam Springs, Arkansas, and hit the road to sunny Florida! We almost always drive all night long to get there and this was no exception. Although, I probably shouldn't say "we" because it is mostly Tom driving. He drives from around 5 p.m. when we start out and I take over around 6 a.m. and drive for two or three hours while he sleeps. Then he drive the rest of the way. Once in Florida, we enjoyed the beach and sunny warm weather for the next two weeks at my husband's parent's house.
When we arrived back to frozen Oklahoma, Tom went to NLR and started his new position as Director of Guest Services, while the kids and I spent the next two weeks at my parent's house. On my late Grandfather's birthday, I loaded up the kids and drove the 4 hours to Granny Jones' house in Baldwin City, Kansas, to spend this emotional day with her. It was a precious time with a precious lady and my first long car trip as the lone adult with the kids. One my way home, I got a speeding ticket in a small speed trap town. It was my first ticket ever. Not that I haven't been pulled over. (I once got pulled over by the same cop on the same road a week apart, but that's a different story.) It always seemed like somehow I was able to "smile" my way out of getting a ticket, but not this time. (getting older I guess.) Well, I had carefully driven through the town, stopped at Sonic to get a large Dr. Pepper to keep me up for the rest of the drive home. As I exited the Sonic and began to leave the town, I saw a 65 speed limit sign and began to speed up. Next thing I know, there are flashing lights behing me and I am getting a ticket for speeding somewhere in the town, that I really can't imagine I did. I wanted to tell the officer, "But you don't understand I've been doing a good deed and now you are slapping me with a ticket!" Sheesh...
One highlight, or you might say low on the way home was in the bathroom at a gas station. An hour from Tulsa, one of the kids said they had to go potty. Well, I was just hoping to make it home without another stop, but it was inevitable. Once in the bathroom, Ezra blew up at Caleb because Caleb kept flushing the toilet while Ezra was sitting on it. Then he accidentally tripped on my foot. He began screaming and screaming at me saying, "why did you trip me mommy?" I tried and tried to tell him that I didn't, but he wouldn't quit and so after a bit I finally said very sarcastically, "Yes, Ezra, I did trip you on purpose because I just wanted you to fall down and get hurt!" Well, I guess since 4 year olds don't quite get sarcasm yet, this made the situation worse, and he continued to scream. So, finally, all 6 of us came walking out of the restroom in the small gas station, and there was the attendant with a look on her face revealing that she probably had heard the whole thing and was about to call the police on us. Well, I didn't need another run in with an officer, and so we got out of that town as quick as I could.
Well, this started out to be a summary of the year for us, and it looks like it will have to continue another day because I didn't get very far.