So the trip out here was pretty uneventful but it felt like a million things were going on. The day before I left my girlfriend and I decided to take our kids sledding in her back yard because of all the wonderful snow we had gotten. Her youngest child was not able to join in due to being very sick so we took the girls out to the back yard and proceeded to push them down the hill on the sleds. It was so much fun watching how excited they got while flying down the snow with the wind blowing in their faces. At one point they both decided it would be better if when they got to the bottom of the hill they threw their bodies off the sleds and into the snow. The dramatics that were involved were hilarious because you would have thought they had been going 90mph and came to a dead stop. Once the girls were done with their outside play my girlfriend and I proceeded to sled down the hill in as many ways as we could think of. At one point we both tried standing up on the sled and neither of us was successful. Once we finished acting like children I headed out to run some errands and then go home to pack because I had not done anything in preparation for my trip. By the time I got home I got into super mom gear and the kids and I started getting everything together that we needed on the trip. I had previously made plans with my girlfriend to go sledding that night on the big hill with some other friends so I did not get as much done as I wanted. I headed out of the house about 8:00 with her and we headed over to the hill. At the bottom of the hill someone had built a jump so all of the adults tried to go over it with our variety of sledding devices. I decided to not be chicken and go over the jump on a circular tube and everything was going great until I hit the jump and while in the air I relized there was nothing to hang on to the tube with so as I came down toward the ground it was no longer under me. I ate ice and snow and ended up with some in my clothes. I decided at that point I probably should not do that again so instead I took pictures of the other girls trying it. It was funny watching them shoot into the air and land on what felt like was solid concrete. Most of them ate it at one point or another and I am pretty sure all of them would feel it the next day. Once everyone left but my friend and I we decided to try the little jump. I waited to do it until I saw her successfully nail it five or six times just to get myself ready. I was pretty sure this time I would be okay but no that was not the case this time I landed on my side with an arm underneath me and I decided then and there I was just not made for jumps. We went down a couple more times and then headed to my house to play some Halo and rest our butts. As we sat there on my couches in pain I was surrounded by all of the things I needed to pack so around 3am she left and I decided to try and get some sleep so that I could just get everything done the following morning instead of pulling an all nighter. I woke up around 7am and proceeded to fall asleep in the hallway surrounded by clothes next to the heater. By the time I awoke from my really uncomfortable nap it was 8:20 and I was then rushed. I finished all the packing got the kids showered the kitchen was cleaned and the house was all picked up and then I decided to take a shower to get ready for my trip only to find there was no hot water. Now I know some people have the ability to take a cold shower when they have to but not me unless its hot or at least warm I am not getting in there. I decided to let the hot water come back and went on with things I needed to get done. When I was able to I finally jumped in the shower and started to wash my hair when the water went to ice cold…as loud as I could I yelled at the kids to come run to the bathroom and my oldest son showed up outside the door and in my nicest voice possible at that point I yelled “STOP USING THE HOT WATER” and he says to me “were not mom” “ARE YOU WASHING YOUR LUNCH DISHES IN HOT WATER” “Oh yes sorry mom”. My hot water was returned and as fast as I could I washed up and got out. At this point we are running 30 minutes late so now I am really stressed out and hungry. We throw everything in the car make sure all bodies are accounted for and drive to my friends house so she can take us to the airport. She has me drive us there because I speed and she does not and everything is going good until I almost pass a cop going 15 over the speed limit but he left the interstate shortly after and I speed back up again and then there was another cop and I am thinking damn don’t ya’ll have a lunch break soon I am in a hurry. We finally make it to the airport only to be stuck in traffic to get to the drop off point. When I say traffic at the airport I am not kidding it was dead stop and we were only about 1 minute away from the drop off zone. We watched people get out of their cars with their luggage and walk to the loading zone so my friend looks at me and says maybe you should do that… then I get an image in my head of me three kids five suitcases, four carry-ons, purse, camera, stroller, and car seat walking in the snow to get to the airport and I look at her and decline her kind offer. We finally get to the gate and unload and proceed to run full speed (which with a three year old and adhd kid is not very fast) to our plane only to find out that its not even there yet, our flight has been delayed for an hour. I could have finished my hair if I had known that.The kids and I decide to find something to eat so we run to the BK in the airport and as we start back to our plane we see that they are boarding and are almost done so again we are moving with a quickness because at this point I am not missing out plane. I look outside and see that its snowing like crazy and know that if we miss this flight we are not getting on another that day. We make it and have a nice uneventful flight until I hear my son tell his brother “we should bomb China and then all the stuff that is made there can be made in America” I turn around and ask what they are discussing and then inform them they are no longer aloud to talk. Meanwhile Monkey starts to say “we are going down” because the plane is decending for landing so I have to quickly hush her up too. We get off the plane and meet my FIL and then head out to the house. I am glad to be here finally and after I said I was sorry to the kids for turning into crazy mom I became normal again and am enjoying the time I have with family. I have relized that its not a good idea to go sledding and play halo the night before you have to fly especially when you have not packed a thing so if anyone out there has that plan I would come up with a new idea.