So we had dualing criers and then Connor decided his lunch wasn't setting to well. He proceeded to get sick all over himself and then Grace made a mess in her diaper. We had to think quick and the first person that came to mind...Becky to the rescue! We called Becky (who lives in Chicago) and by some grace of God she was on her way home. We got directions and hit her apartment like a tornadoe. Let's just say that Becky and Nates lovely condo was christened with two infants in a matter of minutes. Connor had his first bath at Aunt Becky's - both had several diaper and clothing changes. On a positive note - Aunt Becky got some additional time with Connor and got to meet Miss Grace. (and got the chaos that accompanied them!)
Connor fresh from his bath!
Look at Gracie smiling at her Aunt Becky!
I'll spare everyone the details of the dramatic drive home after we left Becky's. Let's just say that we left Becky's condo at 3:30 PM and arrived in Peru (normally about a 1 hour 45 minute drive) just before 10 PM. We had more vomitting, dirty diapers, outfit changes, hungry babies, and hungry mothers. Tracy and I kept our sense of humor for just about the whole trip but needless to say when we arrived my dad and Dan came out and got them both out of the car and Tracy and I just stayed in the car...catching our breath and sitting in silence. To say our patience had been tried might be the understatement of the century.
But with that - I'll leave you with this last picture - which is the reminder of why we have patience and why we can just laugh about the day we had and chalk it up as one heck of a wild adventure. (That won't soon be repeated!)