Shades...

Funny story for my Chi-O "sister mommies" out there...

True story.

On our Spring Break trek to Destin, Lindsay and I along with our daughters--one, a 6 month old, who was recovering from a viscious fever virus, the other, a 16 month old, who had gotten tubes 2 days prior--made the 7 hour haul in our mountaineer. What usually takes the aforementioned 7 hours took us 9.5 due to longer meal stops, diaper changes, medicine administrations, and time for our little girls to get some physical freedom from their confining car seats. Both kiddos did great travel-wise... until hour 8. At that point, we were seriously all OVER IT. I had spent 2 sleepless nights before this trip with Addison in tepid baths to manage her fever; Lindsay and I had both completed stressful work weeks; and Lindsay had gone through the physical and emotional stress of "tubes."

When the little girls began their simultaneous meltdown, Lindsay and I began our Mommy Reportoire of "sing-songs." We'd already exhausted both girls' personalized cds from Jaydee, so we began singing 37 verses of "Wheels on the Bus," "Itsy Bitsy Spider," "Baa Baa Black Sheep," "Jesus Loves the Little Children"--just to name a few. Nothing was working; there was no appeasing these little girls. We were delirious. We were moving from one song to the next without a thought, just one following the other's lead.

All of the sudden, I began belting out our Chi-O alma mater of "Shades" and Lindsay mindlessly followed. We didn't even realize what we were singing. Almost immediately, both girls fell silent--mesmerized by our song. We looked at each other, realized WHAT we were singing, and began laughing hysterically, and at our pause, the girlies started up their crying again. Shrugging our shoulders, we picked up where we left off and began singing again--trying not to laugh too much. Again, silence. So we followed with "The Owl, the carnation, the cardinal and straw..." and then "Hair of gold..." The girls made it the rest of the trip in peaceful bliss. Lindsay and I laughed until we cried when we finally made it to our destination.

Think we have 2 future Chi Omegas???

Funny story for my Chi-O "sister mommies" out there...

True story.

On our Spring Break trek to Destin, Lindsay and I along with our daughters--one, a 6 month old, who was recovering from a viscious fever virus, the other, a 16 month old, who had gotten tubes 2 days prior--made the 7 hour haul in our mountaineer. What usually takes the aforementioned 7 hours took us 9.5 due to longer meal stops, diaper changes, medicine administrations, and time for our little girls to get some physical freedom from their confining car seats. Both kiddos did great travel-wise... until hour 8. At that point, we were seriously all OVER IT. I had spent 2 sleepless nights before this trip with Addison in tepid baths to manage her fever; Lindsay and I had both completed stressful work weeks; and Lindsay had gone through the physical and emotional stress of "tubes."

When the little girls began their simultaneous meltdown, Lindsay and I began our Mommy Reportoire of "sing-songs." We'd already exhausted both girls' personalized cds from Jaydee, so we began singing 37 verses of "Wheels on the Bus," "Itsy Bitsy Spider," "Baa Baa Black Sheep," "Jesus Loves the Little Children"--just to name a few. Nothing was working; there was no appeasing these little girls. We were delirious. We were moving from one song to the next without a thought, just one following the other's lead.

All of the sudden, I began belting out our Chi-O alma mater of "Shades" and Lindsay mindlessly followed. We didn't even realize what we were singing. Almost immediately, both girls fell silent--mesmerized by our song. We looked at each other, realized WHAT we were singing, and began laughing hysterically, and at our pause, the girlies started up their crying again. Shrugging our shoulders, we picked up where we left off and began singing again--trying not to laugh too much. Again, silence. So we followed with "The Owl, the carnation, the cardinal and straw..." and then "Hair of gold..." The girls made it the rest of the trip in peaceful bliss. Lindsay and I laughed until we cried when we finally made it to our destination.

Think we have 2 future Chi Omegas???