But we did have a fun (and full) family vacation. It began with a road trip during which I managed to stretch the 8 hour route into one that was just over twelve hours. I guess I'm just talented that way.
Liam, however, was read to take the wheel and enjoyed steering every vehicle he could get his hands on. Speaking of my boy who has never met an engine he didn't love, on our last night he stayed up late in the hotel to watch a NASCAR race on television. Propped up on those pillows in that giant bed watching Jimmie Johnson take the lead--my little boy was in his glory.
We really did have a wonderful time spending time with friends who are like family. The boys saw their first 4th of July fireworks from a distant field--not up close where the noise and bright flashes would scare them.. They ran around with a bunch of other children waving their neon glow sticks and occasionally glancing toward the pops of color in the night sky. It was a classic way to celebrate. I'm so glad they were able to experience it.
The week ended much too soon and we found ourselves back on the road. I could have driven straight through but instead stopped around 4 o'clock so the boys could swim at a Holiday Inn. Truth be told, I wasn't in a big hurry to get home and start the laundry. That could wait for another day.
|Liam, his blanket and his stuffed animals|
|glad to be out of the backseat|
|well-rested and ready for breakfast|
|not quite ready to get back on the road|