Slower Days
After all of Monday's excitement and, in some cases (Buddy) sensory overload, we took it easy Tuesday and Wednesday. Tuesday morning started bright and early at 5 am with Buddy not feeling well. My biggest fear was that he had either caught a virus or brought a virus with us somehow, and the rest of our vacation would be called on account of... well... puke. However, after a couple hours of extra good sleep and finally getting him to eat, he began to perk up. I realized that the last sleep of Monday night and not eating didn't do well for him. So about mid-morning we did something I had been longing to do for years - 7 1/2 to be exact. I went back to my beloved commissary and got groceries :) The commissary was one of my favorite places when we lived here, and I knew I had to find some good reason to go there. So instead of getting any food we needed the day we got here, I waited so I could go grocery shopping on base. I am glad we did - the girls were able to find ...