Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Ugh. No pretty pictures today, but we're home safe and sound, which counts for something! TubaDad and Ree got a nasty stomach bug last night and no one got any sleep. They were feeling better (although exhausted) by this morning, and we figured we had a really short window of time to get home before anyone else came down with this. The thought of getting it while en route was kind of horrifying to contemplate. So those of us who were still standing raced around like crazy this morning packing and cleaning, put chains on the van and popped the Bronco into 4-wheel drive (it was still snowing), then crossed our fingers and raced home. Well we all made it, so now we're just taking it easy and hoping and praying we've seen the last of this. I guess we'll know by tomorrow. Wish our Tahoe trip had a better ending, but at least the first three days were awesome. PS: Ree surprised us all (and herself) by suddenly keeping her nighttime puII-ups dry on this trip. The first morning was so cute -- when it was time to get dressed and we realized she was dry, she raised the puII-up triumphantly in the air and slowly rotated in a circle, making sure everyone saw. She looked just like a mini prizefighter, holding her championship belt aloft. She was so pumped!