Yes, we all have disappointment creep into our lives. This week we were all geared up to have a President's Day party and go on a trip to Philidelphia to visit Independence Hall and the Liberty Bell. First the party had to be postponed because the kids didn't deserve a party that day. Something about undoing all the folding I had done the night before (three hours worth of folding turned into a sea of clothes on my bedroom floor). Then our good friends who were going to go on the trip with us came down with a throwing up sickness. That's not the most fun thing to travel with. Two disappointments in one week. My kids were handling it pretty well. We decided since we weren't going to go to Pennsylvania that we could at least go check out Fort Stanwix on Friday. The night before that trip Hoyt wakes up in the middle of the night throwing up.
Strike three. We're out.
So now I sit here in my PJ's and say... it could have been a worse week off. At least there were no ambulance or police involved.
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