Tripping...

Flying with two children can be loads of fun.  Little did I know that my children wouldn't be able to handle flying... NOT exactly the thing to find out when you're traveling 7 hours and 20 minutes on one plane, spending 2 1/2 hours on layover and then traveling another 1 hour 45 minutes on a connecting flight!  I can laugh about it now, but I was almost ready to cry yesterday.  Both of my beautiful daughters were green.  They finally fell asleep, but unfortunately, I was unable to get a wink of rest.  Why, you might ask?  Well... I was kind of like a kangaroo with a reverse pouch... the lady behind me had a young child.  That child sat behind me and kicked my butt and banged on the back of my chair for the ENTIRE trip.  I had written a REALLY cool blog on MY barf bag...  Hey, it was the only paper that I could find in the middle of the night on a plane full of sleeping people.  Very few of us were actually awake.  Three major players were responsible for keeping me awake.  I digress...  I was going to call it the Barf Bag Blog.  WELL, we got to London, and My oldest daughter was sick in the middle of walking from point A to point B.  One barf bag down.  We walked from point B to point C, and my youngest daughter felt sick.  I only had one barf bag left... you got it!  My barf bag blog bag.  My little one winced.  "But it's your blog bag, mommy!"  "It's okay, I stated.  Use it, it's all that we've got."  She used it, and my blog got thrown away in a trash bin at London's Heathrow airport!

Tripping with children is interesting.  I visited the pharmacist today and got some motion sickness medication.  I don't want to have a repeat experience on the way home. 

Today, we went into a 541 year-old church.  On Sunday, we will go up into the bell tower and see Augsburg from a bird's eye view.  Cobblestone streets and beautiful buildings... Spending time with my daughters and my Dad.  I guess it was all worth enduring a little bit of barf!