Back in August (oh!) we traveled to Indiana for the Booker Family Reunion as well as an early 90th birthday party for Brent's Granny. We traveled 10 hours in the car with Allison. Not fun. We left after work after working a half day. We drove through Virginia, past JMU down to Lexington and then through West Virginia and Kentucky. Around bedtime, Allison very innocently asked me if I could put her to bed. So sad. I just told her to close her eyes and when she woke up we would be there. Which was true, but Allison didn't close her eyes until about 10 o'clock that night.....long day.
We arrived in Scottsburg, Indiana around midnight. This is where Brent's Granny or Great Gigi as Allison calls her lives. We quickly shuffled in and went straight to bed. Allison woke up to ask where we were and if she could go to bed now. Poor dear.
The next morning we woke up and Allison had her first Scottsburg doughnut. Think Krispy Kreme with filling.....and lots of sugar and fat. They are good but more than one makes my stomach turn.
Brent is totally addicted to them which is rare for him because he is definitely not a sweets kind of guy. We ate breakfast, had a quick visit and then back to the car to drive to the Abe Martin Lodge. This is a state park and is VERY nice. Accomodations and decor aren't my style but they had a lot of activities for little ones to participate in. Think Great Wolfe Lodge, reasonable......
Once we got there we got checked in, got organized and then went out to a picnic lunch with all of Allison's cousins. Surprisingly enough, we spent most of our time with Brent's brothers families, which made Allison's question, "Why did we drive all the way to Indiana to see my cousins Mommy?" oh very appropriate.
The next day we were off the big Booker event. Little did I know what was in store for me......
Let's just say the roads leading to our picnic shelter weren't exactly GI friendly, next add in some Indiana August heat and humdity, finally top it off with lots of water and swinging way too high on the swingset and the stage is set for puke. Lots and lots of puke. Allison was able to keep it down until after Aunt Misit's blessing and family photos but needless to say right before dinner she hurled all over me . More than once and with remarkable force and distance. We headed back to the hotel. Brent had to hang his head out the window to keep from puking himself. Once we arrived, we changed clothes, took several baths and went to bed. I was hungry......but lived off of snacks until Allison feel asleep. She dry-heaved all night but was back to herself the next morning.
The next day we spent most of it in the water park and tried to recover from the illness. I didn't get to spend much time with the Bookers, I was either taking care of a sick child or staying in the room while said sick child slept. I did manage some fun pool time though! This was the best part of the whole lodge. The entire pool area was inside (score one for fair skinned Bookers!) and every hour they completely emptied the pool and clean the decks. Very nice for us germaphobes.
