DAY 11: (Sound of treadmill whirring) Open the cans! Open the cans! (thump, thump, thump)The jury wants to smell the odor analysis. (pant, pant, pant) How else are they going to determine if the smell of garbage is different from the smell of decomposing body?!
We went to the Wisconsin Dells which is about a five hour drive from where we live. It was a promised reward trip for Colin for sticking out Awana for nine years and getting his Timothy award. He’d been looking forward to it all year.
As you may or may not know, The Dells are “America’s Waterpark Capital.” There’s a water park in every hotel and around every corner. It was supposed to be nice one day and rainy the next, so we spent just a couple of hours at the indoor water park and then went to do our outdoor activities. We rode on the duck boats. We went minigolfing. We had a great day.
Brent and I agreed, as well, that even though we felt really awful for Colin, it was relaxing to just sit around with him and do nothing. I’m not sure if that’s a reflection of how good we are at being optimistic, or how stressed out we are that sitting in a hotel room with a sick kid seems restful.