If our Suburban could talk.... it would say-are your kidding me? If Blaine doesn't retire soon, it will. This truck has been through it all. Florida to PA, East coast to west coast, everyday trips to the mall :) Now it has taken us to Ohio. Car topper in tact, car seats filled, and trunk stuffed to the ceiling, we were off to see Daddy in Columbus. Charlie was wonderful on the ride. How could he misbehave? He was strapped in and watching his favorite movies. Casey was an angel as usual too. Mom Mom sat in the third seat and kept him occupied and fed so we didn't have to make and extra stops. We made it here in under 8 hours- which is a miracle. Thank goodness I had Mrs. Neal. I mean, the time spent pulling over for potty breaks, diaper changes, bottle and baby food feedings, and dog walking alone would have added on at least 2-3 hours. But, with help, we thankfully made it in mapquest-predicted time. Amen.
Quite the baseball fan... hand in glove even during sleep.
We arrived to finally see the apartment that I had picked from afar.... a small, slightly dirty, geese infested apartment complex just as planned. This is what you get in the minors. But, the kids were so happy to see Dad and Wrig and I were too. Things have worked out so far.. stay turned.
you crack me up! love you!
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