We got to Chicago on 7/19, but, technically didn't leave the airport until 7/20. (Baggage handlers at Midway airport, you're consistent, and you're SLOW!!)
My wonderful brother and future sister in law waited patiently for us and drove us to the funeral home (grandma's house). Myrt was wide awake at 1:30am and ready to party! :) The kids ran straight to the toy room to make sure that all of their favorites were still there. (of course they are, they're the same toys I played with.) After the kids went to bed, we stayed up until 3am talking with Myrt, the most hilarious grandma ever.
The next day might have been the hottest, most humid day in the history of the world. We stayed inside, playing with said toys and visiting with family. Camille & Erin brought over their beautiful babies, both of which were nibbled by me and got stink eye from Ben. ("I hate babies!!")
Then, on Thursday, we woke up to a very clingy Ben. He told me he had to throw up. He's been saying this lately in the car though, so I wasn't sure if it was for real. It was for real. He threw up a few times and then he'd lay on the floor, lethargically playing legos. We continued to pack for Michigan (rearranging suitcases, eliminating a few, shoving things in Myrt's closet) hoping that Ben would magically feel better. It worked! He was miraculously fine for the rest of the day. We drove to Michigan in record time.
Oh yeah!!
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