It's really best that I have no photos of Thursday June 19th. Let's just say I never did get to digest my dinner from the night before. I put a brave face on it and we set out from The Dalles. But by 1 pm I had had enough. Really--I'd rather give birth than travel that stomach-bug-in-a-van-with-5-kids road again (which would possibly bring me to the same scenario with 6 kids. . .but I don't claim to be logical).
We found a hotel room south of Spokane. John took the 4 elder out to lunch, then swimming in the pool ouside our door. I lay on the bed moaning, then slowly recovering. Thalia became ill that evening. We went to bed wondering "WHO WILL BE NEXT TO FALL?!"
Tune in tomorrow. . .
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