On Becoming a Germophobe

Normally, I consider myself pretty laid back.   Messy faces, germs, they all go with the territory of life with small kids and I don’t sweat em.

Then last year we took our grand Texas vacation… during which you may recall I caught the circus children licking the airplane window.

Then we spent our grand Texas vacation with multiple ear and sinus infections, suspected pink eye, laryngitis, and asthma episodes culminating with a day at a clinic in downtown San Antonio.

I remember the beautiful Texas sunsets and starry skies… but honestly, looking back I also remember the miserable nights of sleep, grouchy and sick kids and my having lost my voice.  In some ways it is the trip that could have been.

So, it was with some degree of fear and trepidation that the circus fam set out, on Halloween none the less, for another grand adventure, circus style.

This time we’re Florida bound.

Yes, those are ALL our bags… we take SouthWest’s bags fly free to the FULL extent!

The agenda?  See the last launch of the Space Shuttle Discovery.  Then since we’re already in Florida…. we’ll add a trip to Everglades, Biscayne, and Dry Tortugas National Parks, with a day at Magic Kingdom to top it all off!

The only thing I fear?

Germs

Please, oh please, let us not get sick I begged.

I’ve been reminding the kids over and over, to keep their hands away from their faces, out of their mouths, begging them to wash their hands,  and please, oh please, don’t lick any windows!  Of course our big ol bottle of sanitizer was confiscated at the security line, and I may have pushed everyone’s limit with my new germ obsession, but we did manage to arrive without anyone licking any windows!  Sadly, my 6 yr old did spend his entire first night coughing (but he had a cough before we left home, so I can’t blame it on the plane… I’m hoping the germs don’t spread and he doesn’t get any worse)

As I sit here in our hotel room, ready to turn in for the night, all is quiet, here’s hoping…