Blown Tires & Bruised Butts

Daddy was off from work for a four day weekend. We decided to take the girls down to Peddler’s Village to play at Giggleberry Fair. It is a great indoor play area for the girls and they love it! Of course the favorite thing to do is the carousel. Madeline was in heaven since she graduated from sitting on Mommy’s lap in the sleigh to actually ridding on the animals as you can see..






Molly was tall enough that she could go into the big kids section with her dad and they both worked up a sweat and had a ton of fun! We spent 4 hours playing games and eating pizza. A perfect little family get away until the ride home…

12717327_10153907523444210_5762636145085843723_n.jpg                                           We blew a flat tire while driving down the road!

Thank god it happened where it did. We had a super safe place to pull over, there was plenty of daylight, and we have AAA. I told the operator that we had two sleeping babies in the car and they were there with in twenty minutes to put on our spare.

Our SPARE! That is another story. My husband decides to throw himself on the ground to see where our spare is actually located under the van and trips me. I fall back and bash my tailbone on the rocky side road and boy did I see stars! I don’t know if I bruised or seriously hurt my tailbone, all I know is that it HURTS! I can’t sit, I can’t sleep, everything HURTS!

So besides those two bumps in the road within an hour we already had a new tire put on the van & we are now safe to travel on our next family road trip.

The bumps along the way are not always what we plan but they add to the memories we are collecting.

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