There is no place like home!

Have you ever had the pleasure of traveling with a 2 year old and a 5 year old boy in 101 temperatures on a July 4th weekend?

If you haven't experienced it, then my advice is don't!! We traveled to Waco and spent the night in a hotel. We planned to rest in the hotel. NOT! No preparing to put your feet up first. Instead it was unpack the bags, lock up the room and find someplace to eat and buy a Lottery ticket. We ate at the Cracker Barrel, and of course if you've ever been to a Cracker Barrel restaurant you know there are things to buy there. The boys picked up everything they could get their hands on and spoke to everyone there. They thought it was a party thrown just for them. We ordered food and one ate and the other yucked over everything on the menu except sugar. When we left we not only left a tip, paid for 1/2 eaten food, but we also purchased 2 Wheelos. Back at the hotel - - tried to get the boys interested in the Wheelos but that didn't last over 3 minutes. I know, I timed it. Then we had to go to the swimming pool and sit in the steamed up heated pool while one jumped in with his life jacket on and dog paddled all over the place and the other sat on the steps and giggled the entire time in his life jacket. Finally 10 toes went into the water, but that's all. He came back dry. Then we had to experience every television channel on Cable before we ended up on cartoons till the precious little ones slipped off to sleep.

Morning came much too fast, the trip ended much too slow because we still had miles to go to get home and the boys didn't have enough space between them to keep them from hitting one another and screaming at each other all the way through the Dallas traffic. We begged, pleaded, threatened and they finally got quiet as we were driving up the drive to the house. Dorothy, you were right - - there is no place like home!