When hubby left I really thought I would have a nice relaxing time. Spend some time with my parents and my kids. Boy was I in for a surprise.
We dropped Hubby and Teen off at the school Saturday morning and headed to my parents. We had a nice trip down, no traffic and weather was clear. Once we got there we ate lunch and then headed over to the mall and to a home show.
On occasion I get car sick. I am usually okay if I sit in the front or in the second seat by the door. My kids have never gotten car sick. That is until Saturday. Just as we were pulling into the mall Little S got sick. In my Mum's car. Without warning. We scrambled around and found a bag.
Now there are a couple of things I absolutely Do. Not. Do. I am sure most of you by now know I Do Not Ever step foot in a public restroom. EVER! I just can't do it.
That is unless I have a sick child who just threw up all over himself and I have nowhere else to go. So I took Little S into the restroom at the mall and stripped him down and got him cleaned up while my parents went down to the kids section and bought him a new outfit.
Poor kid. I felt so bad for him. He was so upset at first and then he was so cold standing there waiting for clean dry clothes.
And I survived the public restroom.
That was just the start of our vacation. More soon.