Charisa Darling

I mentioned yesterday that our wheels fell off in Madison over the weekend. I meant it.

Here's an antique store that we always pass along the way. The man with the blue shorts has been waiting for a drink in his hand for the past 5 years.

At this point, Vance had asked, "Are we there yet?" 247 times.

On our first night, as I Tweeted, our hotel's fire alarms went off around 12:30 in the morning and we had to evacuate. We walked down 3 flights of steps, around 2 sides of the building, and into the hotel lobby where we were cleared to go back in after 5 or so minutes. Elevators weren't working, so back up 3 flights of stairs with my 34 lb. little lady friend.

The next morning we had pictures taken at the park below. It was a beautiful morning.

We then ran the kids to exhaustion nearly every night. It was fun, but the kids were toast.

On Sunday we went to a parade in our old hometown. Vaughn was A Mess. We debated if we should just pack up and head out of town then. We didn't. It may have been a mistake.

After a rather interesting lunch we drove and drove and drove to let the kids take a nap in the car. Wisconsin is beautiful in the fall. Below is somewhere around New Glarus.

The next morning we were checked-out and on the road by 7:15. Everyone was more than ready to get back home. One room living is always hard when little ones are involved. We did have a good time though. Sadly enough, we didn't make it back with any cheese or Spotted Cow.

Unloading the car, our 1 year old Samsonite suitcase lost a wheel. The whole thing just broke off. Guess it had enough of vacation too.