We got back from the in-laws' last night, after a long 9 1/2 hour drive from Virginia. I'm glad we're home and the kids are able to decompress and relax because the visit was NOT relaxing at all. We drove up Wed. morning/afternoon/early evening up Interstate 85 through Richmond and I-95 to Fredericksburg, VA (about 1/2 hour south of Washington DC). Ran into traffic both in Richmond and just outside F-burg. The kids were OK, but they definitely aren't wild about long car rides.
In-laws live in a gated retirement community. House is not kid-proofed, with leather couches and recliners that rock back and in-laws have a musical clock that plays tunes on the hour, every hour. Most of the visit was spent stuck at their house (since nothing was open on Turkey Day), so the kids are going nuts. MIL, by her own admission, doesn't do well with kids she can't talk to and rationalize with, and we have three kids that are 6, 3, and 13 1/2 months, and the older two are autistic w/sensory issues. So she spent a lot of time telling the kids to calm down, sit quietly and shut up. Like that's really going to happen, even with "neurotypical" six and three year olds. Plus MIL is pretty OCD about neatness and cleanliness, so she was trailing after the kids, picking up after them.
FIL had a stroke last month, so he's not up to chasing after his grandkids, much as he'd like to. He did get along famously w/Michael and Christina (when he and MIL weren't lecturing them, that is). We met some of the their neighbors in the community...one of them commented that it was "nice to see young kids around this time of year." There was an older couple who lived nearby who happened to share the same last name. They're definitely related in some way (the gentleman, who's 90, looks a lot like Robert's grandfather (FIL's dad)). During the visit, FIL introduced Robert as "my son, the computer engineer", and me as "the housewife, who looks after the kids." >.< :-/ :-X I was like, "WTH??" And Robert added weakly, "She writes too..."
OK, that's support for you.
We took the kids to Old Country Buffet for TG dinner and the kids behaved. Sarah was in fine form, chatting loudly, much to the amusement of the older couples eating nearby. Christina ate a lot, and Michael snitched most of the freshly-baked rolls.
Since the kids' schedules were off, bedtime was pure hell. Christina and Sarah woke up in the middle of the night, screaming their lungs out. Both Robert and I were up at 2 AM in the morning (Thurs. night, Robert got exactly 1 hour of sleep). Didn't help that my in-laws blast the TV (they're both slightly deaf) at 11 PM at night. ARGH!
My in-laws have friends who live in Richmond who have been known the family since before Robert was born. They have a newly built lakehouse on Lake Anna (In Louisa County, about 60 miles west of Richmond), so it was decided that we should visit them. Mike and Joann are very nice and gracious, they gave us the house tour and the kids had a blast. Mike actually had the patience to sit with my son and look through a book with him, and go through counting the numbers from 1-10, and tickling Christina. He's really a big kid at heart (he and Joann have 2 grown kids; their daughter just got married a couple of months ago). Some people have a natural knack with kids, and Mike definitely has it (as my in-laws don't).
Unfortunately, that meant leaving from the lakehouse tacked on an extra 2 hours to the return trip. We could have waited until today (Sat.) to head back to Charlotte, but I was NOT going to spend another hellish night at the in-laws' house. We left Lake Anna at about 11:30 AM, and didn't get to Charlotte until about 8:30 PM. That included a stop for dinner and a stop at Northgate Mal in Durham. That also includes a 1/2 hour delay at South Hill, VA, when the gas cap of the van got stuck and in trying to get it *unstuck*, Robert broke the handle of the cap off. Luckily, there was an Advance Auto Parts store across the way from the gas station (South Hill is a major hub for the i-85/US 58 corridor). The guy over at Advance was really nice and helped get the gas cap unjammed so we could put gas in the van. Nice guy didn't even charge us for the service.
We did stop by the drive-thru Starbucks at Concord Mills, our little indulgence for surviving the TG holiday.
Robert found out some information about his mom's family and is now searching for some stuff on Ancestry.com. There's so much geneological focus on his dad's side (been here since before 1640, traditional Southern family), that MIL's family tends to get overlooked. So now, he's got a more complete picture of the family tree...MIL's family comes from the Midwest (Iowa, S.Dakota, N. Dakota, Illinois, Michigan, Wisconsin). Not surprisingly, the female branches of the family tree (including mine and MIL's) tend to get ignored/overshadowed/overlooked, which is a shame, considering our kids have family that are spread across the globe now.
Don't get me wrong...my in-laws can be nice and generous people. But their self-absorption can be astounding at times. And I wonder where my husband gets his Aspberger's tendencies and my kids get their autistic tendencies from? Actually, not really.
Annie