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Mardi Gras Road Trip
As I type my post title, I am laughing to myself on how much the meaning of a "Mardi Gras Road Trip" has changed for me in the past twenty years...has it really been that long ?!?!
Twenty years ago a Mardi Gras road trip would have meant a great time in New Orleans with friends, fun, great food, beads, and several hurricanes. If you have ever been to Mardi Gras you know I am not talking about a major weather event went I speak of hurricanes.
Now a Mardi Gras road trip consists of a trip to Shreveport with family, five children under the age of six, fun, great food, beads, and several sippy cups. Not to mention the diapers, wipes, and "lovies" that need to be packed.
For my Louisiana readers, I am happy to report when Jack realizes we are heading to Granny and Papa Joe's, he has the over whelming desire to bring every piece of clothing, toy, and book that is purple and gold or has this image...
He must think that they will send him back if he isn't prepared to prove that even if he is a Texan, he has decided to grow up a Tiger.
Needless to say, getting ready for a trip to Mardi Gras is dramatically different than it was twenty years ago. I am beyond thrilled to be with my entire family and share this special event with my hubby and kids.
I look forward to watching all the baby cousins play, spend quality time with my siblings, and enjoy my parents. I am also looking forward to teaching my kiddos how to catch these...
The appropriate, family-friendly way that is.
I can't wait to overeat on treats such as these...
After I poke my fingers through it to make sure my kiddos don't choke on this...
Stay tuned for pics and I am sure entertaining stories on my first Mardi Gras as a Mommy. Since I have no doubt that our car will be fifty pounds heavier with Mardi Gras beads, I am already planning ways to store and organize them...more like plotting ways to get rid of them without the kiddos noticing.
Bring me back a cup and some beads!!!
ReplyDeleteHave a super fun time on your road trip - I grew up doing 12 hour road trips to visit grandparents and some of them are my fondest memories: 2 parents, 4 girls, 2 dogs in a station wagon all packed for a month's vacation. Whoo-hoo! I think many people thought my parent's were crazy :o) but we loved it!
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