My cell phone lets me know I have a message. Frantically I run through the house yelling at everybody that I need a computer right now because you sent me a sms that you are online. My sisters laptop is up for graps and I panic as the computer doesn't let me sign in right away. I hope and pray I am not too late but there is that yellow smiley face beside your name as I finally manage to get online. I swallow hard as I hear you still ahven't made it to your final destination and I realize that you guys are behind on scedule. You were supposed to reach final destination on day 6. The news that you wont have any internet in your room leave my heart aching. We have never been in a situation like this before. With every deplyoment we had constant access to each other through the internet. I am not sure what to expect. The kids flogg in and want to speak to you but I am selfish today and bark my order for them to leave me alone at them. There isn't much time and soon you get offline. i mutter another prayer of thanks that you are safe and get up to change Laels' diaper. She must not like that you are not changing her anymore. She fights anyone changing her and holds her feet together tightly so we are barely able to whipe her or put another diaper on. I don't blame her. She is used to daddy changing her.
I pull the stroller out of the van and put the tires back on it. It is so much hotter here than at my mothers house. Nadine is nervous. She doesn't want to miss her friends performance. We head downtown and RJ complains because he wants to go to the pool. Of course we do miss the performance, but the kids find a few other things to do at the sport fest. Tyrell becomes part of a human foosball table and both boys try a new workout tool. (pictures will be added later)
Back at the house Lael keeps Oma busy. Oma has an idea of how she should go to sleep quickly in the stroller but Lael yells at Oma to go faster. And so what should have been a way of going to sleep has become a joy ride for Lael. Omas feet walk faster and faster in circles and Lael squeeks for joy and hold her hands out as if she wants to say look mom, no hands! (pictures to follow)
About 30 minutes later Lael is still not sleep and Oma is getting tired herself. Everytime Oma stops Lael looks back at her and yells. So Oma goes back at it much to Lael's joy. (pictures to follow)
I finally take her to bed and nurse her to sleep. I miss you and I am hoping that you were misinformed about the Internet.