Brains for Babies

Once upon a time I had a brain. I resided in my scull between my ears and I kept all kinds of interesting information in it. Then 3 years a go in a shrewd career move I traded half my brain for a really cute baby. There are lots of people who go through life relatively successfully with only half a brain right? What I did not realize was that when I traded half my brain I would only have half of my reasoning capabilities... maybe what that means is that I only had half a brain to begin with.10 months later we hatched a plan to trade the rest of my brain for another cute little one.

Generally I have to admit, I am able to make it through my days with nothing but air between my ears. I only miss it on rare occasions. Like this weekend, when Whitney, Havah and Lilly drove across state to deliver Melissa to her very first dorm appartment. Exciting? YES!

Friday morning we packed up. Could there be a better start to the new year? A bag for Mommy, Havah and Lilly with camera, baby, pig, 'bugs' (aka noise machine), clothes, diapers, toiletries, a bag for Whitney (I don't know what was in it) and a pile of pillows decked out in Nana's awesome pillow cases all crammed in the 15 passenger van full of Lissa's belongings and drove through the snow to Rexburg. It was great! We visited with Uncle Beau and Aunt Jo (thanks guys!), ate pizza, pancakes and way to many twizzlers, checked in, threw snowballs, unpacked, met Libby (her roommate), and Libby's Grandpa (who coincidentally shares a birthday with Havah), changed one of the smelliest diapers ever!, bought books, hugged, shed a few tears, and we were on our way.

Now, in the last paragraph I have given you some key information.

Number One: All of the things important to my girls when falling asleep at night were packed in our bag. Havah doesn't really care about 'special things' but Lilly does. She needs her baby and her bugs. Logically she knows she doesn't, at 7pm when we say, "goodnight" she knows it will be okay with out her baby... but at 3am when her mind reaches out at just touches consciousness, that's when she needs her baby. Think 'weeping wailing and gnashing of teeth'...

Number Two: Smelliest diaper EVER! Diaper which was changed not in the car, but in Lissa's dorm....

How much of your brain do you have left? Can you guess at what point in this vacation I wished I still had my brain? I can give you a geographic location- Blackfoot, ID.

About the time we reached Blackfoot, Lilly was starting to feel tired. Whitney climbed back to the girls and started to get them cozied in so they could rest. She looked in the front, she looked int he back, she looked under the pile of awesome Nana pillow cases... no bag... it was sitting very comfortably on a lounge chair in Melissa's living room.

And who can blame it? Why sit on the floor of a cold van, when you could relax on a lounge chair.

It was so late when we got home that they didn't care, they just went to sleep. But last night... at bed time there was weeping, at 11:30 there was wailing, and this morning when they got up, there was gnashing.

I should have turned around in Blackfoot. If I had a brain, I would have been able to do the math, an hour extra driving now, for hours of happy children later, but I don't have a brain. I have two bundles of joy instead, totally worth one brain.