(Week 8) Friday Morning, April 1st

(Week 8) Friday Morning, April 1^st

Dear Baby Bean,

            Today you took your first trip. It was a long drive to St. George and you were up bright and early getting everything ready. However, a lot of bad stuff happened before Friday morning came that almost got this trip canceled.

First, on the way home from work Mama’s car broke down. Don’t you worry, I was already home by the time I figured out something was leaking. Turned out it was the coolant and I had to get my car back to the shop lick-ity-split. This took a long time with temps off the charts and no coolant. The problem was your Papa was supposed to take my car to work so I could pack his car. Nothing doing now.

            Next up, uncle Linc decided to come and stay the night with me so that we could leave as soon as Papa got home. Initially a good plan, right? He texted me and asked if I thought we would need the truck for anything. I assumed he was already driving it and told him that if everything went right we wouldn’t need it. Turns out he wasn’t driving the truck, but the Acura, and guess what? Yep, it broke down before he got to my house. Guess what else? It was overheating too. So I told him to drive slowly and carefully and just get it to the house, which he did. But now we were stuck with no car until Papa got home in the morning. I put together as much as I could for the vacation and went to bed. What a day!

            Then, early in the morning I got a text from your Aunt Nana saying that Great Gran was too sick to come and that we needed to give Auntie Kelsey a ride down. We only had one car left, Papa’s green monster. It was going to be a tight squeeze in there, especially with Pepper Potts riding along. I didn’t know what to do! Luckily Great Gran called and said we should just take her car, that way we would all fit, which we did.

            After some struggling we finally got on the road and started the long drive. It all sounds like some grand April Fools joke, I know, but it wasn’t. I guess the universe was just having a bad day. It tried to bring down some unsuspecting travelers, but was unsuccessful. We were stubborn and triumphed in the face of some minor adversity.

You did very well, I must say, only making Mama a little bit sick. Luckily I had some treats in the car to calm things down. Now we are finally here, St. George! You are going to love it here little one.

                        Love you so much,

                                    Mama