My great aunt died last week, so we drove back to Kentucky for the funeral. We left so quickly that I didn't have time to fret and worry about all the details. The 11 hour drive was surprising easy. I was confident that Guppy would scream for hours on end, but he was really good.
It was definitely a sad trip home, but I am so glad we went. I got to pay my respects to my aunt, and I also got to visit with my grandma. Granny was a mess. She can barely walk, she just had a heart attack, and now her sister died. She cried frequently, but I think my children were the perfect distraction. She couldn't help but smile at the baby and laugh at Porgie & Izzy's antics.
I am glad to be home though. No matter how nice the accommodations were, no matter how well-behaved the children were, there is no place like home.