What I Did On My Fall Vacation . . .Part I

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.............

While Blake has been having . . . (ahem) . . . fun . . . in Georgia, Jacob and I decided to do a little traveling. We first went to California and visited Grandma and Grandpa Termeer and Grandma and Grandpa Dunn. We ended up taking the train to and from Bakersfield. Jacob LOVED the train. Well . . . I guess I should say I loved the train. I didn't have to be stuck in a little airplane seat with a monkey on my lap. Jacob was able to crawl around and walk holding onto seats because there were only 5 or so people in our entire car.

When we were in Bakersfield, we went to the Kern County Fair and saw some chickens hatch.

After California, Jacob, my parents and I went to New Hampshire to visit Melissa and her family. That's where the worst of times kicks in.

Things were pretty good until the Monday after we got there. The origional plan was that we were all going to go to New York to visit my uncle and then, almost at the last minute (ok, so maybe it was before we even bought our tickets), my parents decided to DITCH us and go by themselves!!!

On the Brooklyn Bridge

On Wednesday, we got into a car accident. Everyone was ok. At least all the people. Melissa's car has a missing eye and no nose.

Poor little car!

On Thursday, I woke up at night throwing up and didn't stop until the next night. I got dehydrated so Zion took me to the hospital and apparently, I had some sort of gastroinestinal bug.

I love drugs!!

Which transferred to (or maybe it had been from) everyone else. Tia and Jacob had nasty diapers (no details), and Aiden threw up as well.

On Friday, it was Melissa's turn to be sick. But it was morning sickness and not a bug.

Luckily, my parents came back from their trip Friday night and were able to help everyone out.

Saturday was pretty fun. We went to the Pumpkin Festival and had a blast. Until we started to freeze. We brought enough clothes for the babies but not for the adults. There were over 29,000 pumpkins.

Tower of Pumpkins

Aiden and Tia - ready to have fun!

Jacob eating bites off Grandma T's hamburger! Big boy!

Today, Sunday it started to snow! The first snow of the season. I wasn't able to get any good pictures.

Not such an eensie-weensie spider!

So. I hate spiders. We live in the country. Nuff said.

This spider is very common in our part of Missouri. This isn't even the biggest one of these that I've seen. The boards on the left are approx 3" wide.

These little white patches on the ground are spiderwebs.



A closeup of the webs.


This is our mailbox. And our new neighbor. (Bleh!)


A close up. If you look closely at the center of the web, you'll see a brown spider. It's body was the size of a quarter. These particular spiders build webs like these overnight. There was a small one (the size of my pinkie nail) that built a small version of this in our bathroom doorway and we'd only been gone a couple hours.

So . . . anyone wanna come for a visit???

New house! If you would like our address, email me!

So excited for our soon to be new addition. The latest he/she will be born would be May! We will find out soon enough. Trip to our new OB/GYN is in store!

Our new car. Toyota Avalon 2009. Brand new baby!

Daddy and J-bub after a long day of unpacking!

This is a picture of Jacob right after he has eaten dirt. He is very proud of himself that he got away with it!

Jacob hanging out at the park at his first play date in Missouri!

Homeless

We find ourselves in an interesting predicament. We just moved out of our apartment yesterday. When most people move, they go to the Post Office and fill out a change of address so that their mail can instantly be forwarded to where they are moving. You can still receive your bills on time. You can still receive your junk mail! And if we didn't have computers, you could still receive letters from friends. Sara and I, however, find ourselves sitting in a hotel room in Gallup, New Mexico. "Where are you moving to," you might ask. "Where should we send the 'just thinking of you' cards?" The truth is . . . we have no idea. Somewhere in Missouri there is a home which will have our name on it. Is that home in a nice neighborhood? Is that home an apartment/duplex/condo/house? Will there be a garage? Will Jacob have his own bedroom or will he sleep in his crib in the corner of the kitchen (due to lack of space) with the hum of the refrigerator to lull him to sleep at night? We don't know. Only time will tell.
This is a strange feeling to be homeless. To not know where you will sleep that night. And then you realize that where ever you stop, as long as you're with your family, you're at home.

Jacob's . . . crawling?

Crawling? Plopping? Plop crawl!

Actually, it's "the worm."

Jacob can also do yoga . . . the downward dog position.