We are rounding the final lap of residency and the house is on the market and plans are being made for the final months. Chris had some vacay that was just sitting and so we decided to take a couple days around Easter and make the trek to Kansas City to see family and get out of our house while it was on the market.
Tuesday night I woke up violently ill and was sick the remainder of the night into Wednesday morning. We had a showing at 1:30 PM Wednesday and were originally planning on driving to KC after Chris got off work. In the current state I was in I had no idea how I would care for the kids and get the house ready to show without Chris' help. Lucky for me, it was a rare (as in never before happened in the history of residency and will probably never happen again) gift of mercy, Chris was able to take calls from home and stay home with me as we prepped the house and packed to head out of town. It was a painful morning and seven hour drive but I was so glad I had his help - it wouldn't have happened any other way.
By Thursday morning I was feeling back to my old self. Thank goodness! We took the kids down to Crown Center with Chris' parents and let them explore the current exhibit, Fairytale Village. This adequately wore their little bodies out.
Lunch time rolled around and it only felt right to eat my first meal post food poisoning/weird 24 hour GI bug at Joe's KC. I had me a z-man and it was just the medicine my belly needed. I ate my entire sandwich and fries because... Kansas City Bar-b-que.
Julia was her usual high maintenance self.
Sunday morning Bennett cracked his head open. He fell from a stool in classic Bennett form. He was fine but refused to sit still for Chris to examine his head and fix the wound. We spent Easter morning trying to convince him to let us look at the boo boo. Finally I held him down and Chris was barely able to get the wound closed. He has risen, Alleluia.
Julia woke up for the final 30 minute cry as we steered the car into Rochester. Can't wait to cut this drive in half when we move to St Louis.
Oh, and we sold our house. Boom.
Happy Easter, dearies.