Traveling with 5 Kids Is A Lot like a Circus

Our family has been "on the road" the past couple of weeks.  We went camping with the Siegrist clan...

and visited Myrtle Beach with my parents....

On top of the crazy moments that go with feeding, bathing, and sleeping children in a new situations, I have some really funny travel moments (actually I am not sure funny is the right word but sometimes all you can do is laugh ;)

*Noah "accidentally" rides his bike into the lake.  Now, Noah is a very intelligent young man...tell me, how do you ride your bike into a lake, not a puddle, A LAKE!!!

*We stopped at a disgusting gas station for a bathroom break.  We had to stop here because the traffic was at a  stand still and we needed a bathroom.  Malachi is potty training so I took him to the bathroom.  Why must little kids put their hands on the toilet seat???    Despite this, I took him to the bathroom, turned my head to flush the toilet with a paper towel....Malachi picks up a plunger and touches the end that goes in the toilet.   YUCK!!!!

*After our breakfast stop at Cracker Barrel, I take 3 kids to the bathroom.  The girls each go into their stalls to use the restroom.  I take Malachi in a stall with me.  While he is going potty, I realize breakfast is not agreeing with my stomach.  So, I am trying to deal with my situation and keep Malachi from opening the stall door and touching the floor or walls.  In addition, I need to  make the girls stand still outside the stall.  FUN TIMES!!! Why doesn't Brian ever get into these situations?

*My mom got the boys these little pull behind wagons for the beach.  We rattled all the way down to the beach.  A lady met us on the way back and said, "I love your wagons.  I heard them going down to the beach early this morning."  Not sure she really loved them...

*Noah, along with his buddy, caught a lizard.  He was so happy!  We went to the beach, came back to the condo....the lizard was fine.  We went to the pool for a short time, came in to eat lunch...the lizard was dead.  Oh, the crying....you would have thought a person died.  Lucky for Noah (not me), his buddy gave him one of the smaller lizard he had caught.  So, now, we have a pet lizard.

 

 

 

All in all, we had some great vacations...and made some great memories!