Today as I rounded to corner into Yuma (30 min. to go) I said a little prayer and held my breath. We made it through Yuma with no red light challenges. I could hear Jace moving around in his seat. Accelerating out of Yuma I set the cruise control just a little faster than it was before. I was pushing the speed limit pretty hard but rationalizing that any officer to stop a frantic looking mom with a crying baby would probably cut some slack. A truck pulled onto the highway 1/4 mile ahead of me. Crap, that's going to slow me down cause I'm a chicken when it comes to passing trucks. Luckily this truck picks a speed that causes me no trouble. We make it to Eckley (15 min. to go). Glancing into the back seat I can see Jace lift his head trying to sit up out of the car seat. He is still quiet but definitely getting anxious. We make it to the little rest stop that is always closed (10 min. to go). I start to relax and sing along with the CD that's playing. That was what set him off. I suspect he didn't realize I was right there next to him. He starts wailing! I try to talk to him. "It's ok baby, we are almost to Grandma's house. You can get out and play soon. Your OK." He crys harder. I grit my teeth and let him cry. I hate this. Finally, we pull into my parent's driveway. Jace has calmed a little the last couple minutes were just moaning and sniffling. I park the car and jump in the back seat totally expecting red eyes and a red face, wet with tears. No. There is one tear on his cheek and he gives me a huge smile. He is fine. I'm exhausted.
In the end it is worth it because it is fun being here. Jace spent most of the rest of the day playing with Grandma Joy and Grandpa Doug.
Today's photo: Jace with the basketball. (Grandpa was rolling it to him)
