
By lunch time, everybody was ready for a diaper change...


Alas, once in the restaurant, neither Colin or Gillian was particularly interested in eating their bottle. They did eat their solids pretty well, but there was no convincing them that they should drink a bottle. The adults, however, needed no convincing to eat their lunch.
Lea had driven for the first half of the trip (as this was mostly driving across PA on the turnpike), and after lunch it was my turn. C&G both did well initially; however, as we sat in traffic on Rt. 1 in DE, both children grew increasingly impatient. When we finally pulled into the real estate office in Rehoboth, C&G were pretty cranky... and then the fire siren went off. Colin did not like that.
Upon arriving at the house it was after baby dinner time, so we rushed to get them dinner. We had to at least partially unload the car in order get everything needed for baby dinner. Grandpa Greg was fortunate enough to get a parking ticket while he was helping to watch the babies. So, it was a fun end to the day for everyone.
All in all, though, everyone made it to the beach safe and sound so we really can't complain. I will say that I'm hoping for a faster (and less grumpy) trip back.
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