So close...and yet so far

You know, it seems to run in my circle of friends. This peculiar little twist on family trips.

Our scheduled time for departure was around 7ish, and all was going well until...

TJ barfed at 4:45...and 5...and, well, you get the idea. Seriously? This JUST happened to Aunt Fannie lest week the day she was leaving. But hers was a case of a child with a cold and a hyperactive puke mechanism, and mine is a little boy who really does seem to suddenly have the puking plague.

So...

we wait.

And most likely miss DC.

We'll leave in early morning, God willing. Please pray for my little boy and for all of us.