Honey & I are already missing my Man, Son, and Sissy. They headed out on their trip yesterday. I guess it hasn't been going very smoothly so far. Leaving in the evening was apparently not such a good idea. Every time my Man pulls over to get a little sleep, Sissy partially wakes up and cries & cries. Poor guys. It didn't occur to me when I was talking to him in the night, but this morning, I suggested that if he tried again, to take the quilts I'd sent in case they broke down, and make up a pallet in the back so the kids could actually lay down. He said one thing about the van we bought a few days ago - it's not very comfortable to sleep in (for anybody).
This morning, I got off the phone with my Man at about 6:00. At 6:25, Honey came in and in a sweet, cheerful little voice, said "Mommy. It morning!" I convinced her to snuggle with me, but that only lasted about 30 minutes, and then we had to get up. A few minutes ago, she was looking out the window for a while, and suddenly said "Mommy, where Daddy?" I started showing her a map on google, and acted all excited about their progress, although they're actually not making very good time at all.
Now Honey is telling me "I want Daddy to be here."
This is going to be a looooooong "vacation".
