We got up to Indianapolis, well almost -- and the ABS light went on in my husband's truck and then the truck started sounding funny. He'd known for awhile that it was about time to get the brakes looked at and we were going to get it done next week and, all in all, an ABS light is not a total emergency but we both sort of went pale and figured if we could get to our son's home and then get back to ours, the truck was going in the shop immediately. We got it into their driveway just fine and my husband, after my son and his wife were already gone, decided he was going to go up town for a minute and when he pulled out of the driveway it sounded like metal on metal and he knew right then we weren't going anywhere until he had the brakes looked at. That was at 3:00 p.m. and now we're sitting here trying to figure all the angles of getting the truck fixed timely, getting me home by Monday so I can go to work, etc., etc. Sometimes I hate vehicles but you can't live without them.
Babysitting has been going pretty good. Everytime the 2-year old says "Momma home?" we all chime in together with "Momma hiking!!" and smile great big. (Obviously, you now know Momma likes to hike! TeeHee!!) So far it's working. The poor little one had a very distressed look on her face when she went to bed but bless her heart, she didn't cry.
The 8 year old and I had a great time in the kitchen. We made pigs in a blanket and she made the biscuit dough from scratch. They were truly good and she was beaming.
They are all showered and tucked away like little munchkins and I think I'm going to settle down with a cup of tea. It's been a long day. Tomorrow is Sunday - a day of rest. You have a great one!!