Wolf Pack

Breakfast for ten this time, with Uncle Dan back in the room under the weather, before we packed up the last of our stuff and checked out electronically. Fortunately, we were still allowed to use the water resort for as long as we wanted that day, so we were able to enjoy each other's company a while longer. Ryan, feverish, coughy, and snotty, seemed to be even less into the whole pool experience than yesterday, with unexplainable crying when we tried to sit as a family on double-innertubes around the lazy river (though Erin didn't appreciate getting a random overhead bucket of water tipped over onto her head, either). Ryan didn't want to go down the slides, didn't want to hang out by the fort, just wanted to be held. But of course, when we're ready to go, he says, "More swimming?"
After two days of no naps and a lousy night of sleep, it took Ryan all of eight seconds to fall asleep in the car, and after a while Erin found la-la land, too (joined later by Mommy), so an altogether quick and painless ride home. I used a $6.99 SuperCuts coupon, got $3.25 gas for the Escape, and brought dinner home from Harris Teeter for Dad's customary Thursday-night dinner. Ryan was asleep by 8, me by 9.