On the road.

We finally got out of the house around 3:30 and should make it to Cleveland by 9:00 or so tonight.  . Our departure today was not quite noon as we originally had hoped.  That nice peaceful rain didn’t end up being all that much fun to deal with trying to load up the camper (who I have been affectionately calling Clark).  I think it took us twice as long to do it as it should have.  When we loaded into Clark, Margaret insisted on sitting in the front seat.  She was ready with directions on how to get to ‘Jack and Jane’s house’ and was quite upset when Jeremy took a left instead of a right going out of the drive.  All was well when we were headed west on the Thruway.  We are still headed west, the boys are sleeping, Margaret just got up from a nice nap.  Life is good.

Well, atleast until we hit traffic at rush-hour.  There was lots of sitting, waiting and merging.  Perfect timing!

About 4 hours into the drive, we (Jeremy) drove into a major storm.  There was so much lightening and rain.  People were pulling off the road because visibility was so poor – we kept truckin’ along. 

We made it to Brecksville around 10:45 to a waiting house full of Fudos  -  Six to be exact.  Yes, all 4 of the kids were up.  Three were slightly more excited to have us arrive than the fourth.  Story has it that the oldest kid of the clan was up at 6:45 that morning in anticipation of our arrival.  We finally met the youngest Fudo.  She is quite the doll – very beautiful.   Her parents claim that she can be very fussy during the day, but she sleeps very well at night.  I forgot how small they start.  That night we went to bed well after midnight thinking about all of the things we would need to resolve the next day.