March Break "We Made It"

 You have your plan, that was set 24 hours ahead of time, and this plan includes leaving at a certain time and arriving at a certain time.  Morning comes and you realize that the mess from the night before actually fits into the van, albeit one of the kids might need to ride the roof rack, but these are the sacrifices we make for vacations.  Everyone is dressed, had breakfast, gone to the bathroom, picked their item for the drive and ready to go.  You load up and out the driveway 10 minutes earlier then planned.  So how is it you arrive at your destination 1 hour later then planned?  Let me tell you.
 Once you get two streets away the famous questions start, from all of them, "Are we almost there?"  Followed by "I am hungry."  It will be a long drive so a quick snack wrap from McD's and away we go again.  We are now down 20 minutes, but remember we saved 10 minutes leaving, not bad.  The kids are great, playing their games, singing songs, playing eye spy, everything is running smooth until "I have to go pee" is uttered from Frick, my daughter.  A family stop at Tim Horton's for a relief break and of course Timbits and cookies and we are on the road again, now down another 25 minutes.  Before we can actually pull out of the driveway there is the confrontation with Frack over his cookie versus a Timbit.  Of course he wants both, but I prevail and cookie is all he gets.  Another 5 minutes lost, totalling 40 minutes behind schedule.  Clear sailing the rest of the way right, wrong.  My oldest Jeff, as I refer to him, decides that he needs to throw up 15 minutes before arrival.  Thanks Grandma for reminding me about the possibility as I would have forgotten the buckets.  As it stands I pull over, empty the bucket at the side of the road, provide a fresh bucket, clean him up, make certain he is okay and we are off, again.  Another 15 minutes lost, now 55 minutes behind.  The final stretch sees a local driving in front of us, and when I say local I believe he was the founding father of the area some 100 years ago.  His horse and buggy back then would have moved faster.  Hence the last 5 minutes and we arrive 1 hour later then planned.
 We are here, what could go wrong now?  Well for one the ice that Frack and Jeff slip and fall on before we even get into the cottage.  Then there is Frick falling down a couple stairs, or Frack throwing a Nerf bullet at Mutt's face.  Our biggest concern turned out to be the killer flies in the cottage.  And when I say killer, I mean they must have killed themselves as they were dead, but this did not stop my daughter from yelling "There is a fly on the stairs, get it, get it."  She would not move until I got rid of the fly.  With the flies gone we got down to play time.  While I put things away, like groceries, clothes, bedding, beverages (I actually left these out as I thought I might need a quick fix) and boots the kids were pulling everything out such as Nerf guns, mini hockey sticks, dolls, toys that they had outgrown years earlier and whatever else they could find.  You would think we had been here for a week already.
 As much as they pulled everything out and as much as we had our mishaps there is no where else I would rather be.  It would be nice to have mom here with us, but we will make the best of it in the meantime.  I will try to keep you up to date on anything exciting here.  For now, cheers.