Our first “family” road trip. Who knew I married “that guy” who loves to pack up the fam and drive them to far away places unknown.
“Just to get away,” he says, picking some remote location that’s perfect based upon its innacccesibility to modern conveniences.
But also a place where Dom can do what he loves most, RUN. Run, run, run till his little legs can’t take anymore; and all he wants to do is climb into momma’s lap and snuggle in for a breather. So, as long as there is running water, I suposse I can learn to love it too.