Back around 1994 I loaded up three or four of my kids for a Friday/Saturday overnight with Dad. First stop was a North’s Chuckwagon for an all you can eat dinner. From there we took a back road to the Holiday Inn hotel where we were staying. I guess there were too many curves because Daniel couldn’t keep his dinner down and let loose out the car window. I took this gem of a photo the next morning.
This might have been the same hotel stay where one of the kids, probably little Steven, had a number 2 escape from his diaper/pants in the swimming pool. Aw, such fond memories.
In the mid-90’s we visited the Manti Temple pageant in Utah. Sadly, little Teresa wasn’t feeling well and she lay in agony on the ground where we were sitting. Stomach ailments seemed a common occurrence when we visited family in Utah.
Fortunately, I have no photo for the next memory. We had a large Costco bucket of red licorice in our Dodge van for a trip to California. Daniel must have eaten too many because some licorice came out the other end and left a long lasting red stain on the car seat in back.
But the upholstery in the Dodge van was red so it didn’t matter 😉
I can’t believe you have a picture of the Talon after the incident!
It did seem like we always got the Throw-ups in Utah.
Wasn’t there also a tomato incident in the Dodge van, also luckily red?
One of those giant Costco jars of spaghetti sauce broke in the van one time–is that what you remember?
What was it about those Utah reunions? People were throwing up. Every. Freakin. Time. My theory is that somebody wasn’t careful with food prep. I can’t think of any other explanation. But every time?