Ada vs. Gatlinburg
I am just worn out.
So tired that I just typed “worng” out above. Geeze.
We went to Gatlinburg, TN this weekend at the invitation of our friends who were renting a cabin there. (Oh my gosh I just typed “bacin” instead of cabin. Help.)
Ada was like a dangerous, terrifying ninja baby. Moving in multiple directions at once. Not needing sleep. Destroying things with one swift blow…or rather one swift toss down one of the cabin’s two flights of stairs. Her tantrums were magnificent performances defying gravity and physics.
In short, Ada was in awesome form this weekend. She didn’t even sleep on the 4 hour ride there or during the 4.5 hours it took us to get home.
Well that’s a lie. She did fall asleep for the last ten minutes of the trip there. Go figure.
On the way home we left at 8 pm. Ada got up at 7:30 that morning, so certainly she should be tired…right? Oh of course not. She strained against her car seat and screamed the entire way home. When we got home at midnight she was happy as a clam and didn’t want to go to bed.
About 1/3rd of the way through trip home Rosie said her throat was burning. Then her nose started pouring snot. By the time we got home she had a full blown cold. A few hours later the same thing happened to Tyler. Now my throat is starting to feel like I took a nice big swig of moonshine. Wonderful, wonderful.
Speaking of which, while in Gatlinburg we went to the Moonshine distillery.
They had samples of all kinds of products made with moonshine. Tyler really liked the moonshine fruits.
Rosie was just so thrilled to be on a vacation with her beloved best friend Cade.
While we were trying to walk in the people crowded downtown area of Gatlinburg Ada was being stubborn.
She refused to be held. She refused to hold hands. She only wanted to walk at a snails pace.
(Ada with our friends’ two year old son Eli.)
The walking was ok for about five minutes. Then everyone else got ahead and I was stuck behind with Ada, who was refusing to cooperate in any capacity.
It was so terrible that I went in Walgreen’s and bought her a $20 stroller and forced her into it. She’s never really ridden in a stroller before.
At least we were able to walk a bit more successfully.
We stopped at a candy store and bought fudge.
Tyler ordered a bunch of pecan fudge.
When we got back to the cabin later he ate quite a bit of it, and then suddenly realized his mouth and throat were swelling up.
They’d given him walnut fudge instead. He is extremely allergic to walnuts!
Thankfully I packed Benadryl. But then he lost most of the day sleeping it off, and his mouth was sore for awhile after.
And he couldn’t eat any of the fudge, so I have been forced to eat it all myself.
We also went to the Dixie Stampede, where Ada was more terribly behaved than she has EVER been in her entire life.
She wouldn’t sit down and watch the show. It’s a dinner show inside an indoor arena with horses and music and lights.
I didn’t get to eat anything. I didn’t get to see any of the show. I just wrestled Ada the entire time. So fun.
At one point she wouldn’t stop hitting me so I just hauled her out of the place screaming and stood in the cold while she screamed and screamed, waiting for the show to be over.
I swear she is trying to steal my last shreds of sanity.
This horse understands me. Or maybe she was mocking me…
Tyler was thirsty during the pre-show, before they served dinner, so he paid $6 for this cup of Pepsi.
Two seconds of happy.
A Confederate soldier through Rosie this flower as he rode past her during the show. She was about to burst with glee.
As we were going into the Dixie Stampede they made us take group pictures, which they then tried to sell us for $20 each.
Wait until you see our family portrait.
We died when they brought it out to sell us.
Rosie made that face on purpose to be funny.
Ada looks like she is pissed at the world. She did not want to sit and have her picture taken, clearly. She wanted to run around and climb the effing walls.
Then they took a group shot of us with our friends…
I kind of liked this one, but it’s also kind of funny.
No way we’d pay $40 for these two pictures though. The under the table Instagram copy is plenty for me.
Our cabin was up on top of a mountain, because that’s the best place to stay in Gatlinburg.
We were hoping to see black bears, but we didn’t.
Our cabin was pretty great, regardless of the lack of bears.
Rosie was so excited to stay with Cade for a few days.
This was the porch.
I have some pictures to share from my real camera too. I have to finish editing them. I think my throat hurts too bad to do it tonight.
Perhaps tomorrow, if Ada and this cold haven’t killed me dead.