Off we go on another all-American family road trip.
A big red dog
And a car full of suitcases, leashes, a cooler, bags of food, blankets, pillows, maps, books, extra sweatshirts, water bottles, bags, backpacks, and a whole slew of electronic devices and their chargers.
Where are we going and what will we do when we get there? Just wait and see.
The four - oops, I mean five of us, counting Ranger - have been on the road for almost a week now but we cannot truly get this vacation party started until we are once again a full family of six. I mean seven. (Sorry, Ranger.)
Last night, as I slept in my cozy, white down comforter dream of a hotel bed, my two elder daughters climbed on a plane in Seattle and flew across the country in the deep dark sky. By the time I woke up, they were fast asleep in my room, still dressed in their traveling clothes, empty Starbucks cups littering the side table.
My husband disappeared early to run errands so it was the five of us womenfolk -- plus our handsome four-legged escort - who headed out together to face the day. An explosion of words, laughter, and inside jokes burst forth. There were intense debates about where to the nearest Starbucks, sharp words to Ranger when he took up more than his share of the back seat, and critical review of each others' outfits and accessories.
In other words, my life is now totally back to normal and I couldn't be happier that my road-tripping family is once again complete.
Distance covered today: 0 miles
Total trip so far: 2534