In two days, the Spiehler 3 are flying to California. I don't expect that this will go especially well, as we'll be in the air during a) nap time, b) dinner time, and c) bed time. However, a few new toys and some Benadryl should ease our trip a bit. Yes, I will totally be drugging my child. Do not judge me. I couldn't care less what you think.
While I'm not entirely excited about Wednesday (except for the quick trip to the In & Out drive-thru), I'm so excited about Thursday that I can hardly even think about it without wanting to cry. People keep asking if we're gonna see Hollywood or Santa Monica or go to the beach or bla bla bla. Meh. I'm going to be seeing my goddaughters, my babies, my beautiful California girls.
Megan, Danielle, and Ashley. For many years these girls were the absolute joy in my life and I couldn't stand going a day without seeing them. Now it's been 2 and a half years since the last time I hugged them, tickled their bellies, seen their smiling faces, flipped them upside down and listened to them laugh, danced in the living room with them so they'd be extra tired and fall asleep... I miss them so much.
I'm very excited to be seeing my good friends as well, and having In&Out Burger, and going to the last church where I truly felt at home, and getting to see all of my old favorite places. However, seeing my babies - who are actually 6, 7, and 8 - is the one thing that's keeping me motivated to not cancel the trip out of the crippling fear I'm feeling over how Ace is going to act.
I am absolutely jumping for joy... inside.
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