Lilia was sick last night and it continued on today. Lots of crying and one feverish wheezy kid. During the very long (due to many stops on a 2.5 hour drive) drive here we really had to try very hard to help her cope with feeling so bad. At one point she said, "Mama I just poop pooed". Yes, in her undies, in her carseat. Nothing like a change on the side of an off-ramp to make it all real folks. Anyway, we arrived and she went down for a nap and upon waking cried off and on for an hour while we sat through 2 Fresh Beat Band shows on TV ( that made me want to cry) Then she was much better! Thank goodness.
The rental is nice, but it is in the ghetto. Waaa! Not quite the downtown experience we pictured and will not be walking anywhere at night, but what can you do, right.
We are here, the move is over, and the unknown begins.
