My mom was in the hospital over the weekend because her blood pressure medicine apparently did its job too well. Her heart wasn’t beating fast enough and she was extremely dizzy. (She’s home now and feeling much better.) So I drove to Wisconsin to spend some time with her on Sunday morning.
Rather than leave John home with all three kids, I decided I’d take Veronica with me. This would be the longest she had ever been in the car (by a long shot — she’s never been farther than Target, which is just two miles away), so it was a good test to see how well she travels.
I wanted to get there early in the morning, so I could get to the hospital before my dad had to leave for church. So I was aiming to leave our house by 5:30. Veronica woke up to eat at 4:30, as she usually does. So I fed her and then went downstairs to get coffee and load up the van. She had fallen back asleep while I was doing this, so I woke her up enough to change her diaper, put on her coat and then loaded her into the car seat. She was asleep again before I even made it to the gas station down the road.
I’m happy to report that, unlike her older brother, Veronica is a champion traveller. She slept for the bulk of the trip (until Rockford), then played with her toys quietly after that. She was so quiet, in fact, that at one point I looked back to make sure she was still there. (Where I thought she might have gone, I have no idea — I was sleep deprived, not rational.)
We spent the bulk of the morning in the hospital, where Veronica played on a blanket with her toys in between her naps. She did very well keeping herself entertained, and only got fussy when she was getting tired. I was very proud of my little girl.
Now, if only Colin would follow in her suit. He’s been getting better in the car, but I’m afraid he is still far more likely to be like Ethan was — a screamer in the back seat. It should make our spring break trip rather interesting.
:-)))))))))
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