I curse roadtrips. The hatred is a holdover from our military days of moving every 3 years and driving cross-country with my two siblings fighting the whole damn way.
Ah yes... Spud- the bane of my existence. The kids ask us to give them their numbers- then they constantly forget their numbers and come back and ask what number they were. Like I'm supposed to remember????
Is that tag they're playing? Whatever it is, I totally wanna join. Don't you just love summer!
ReplyDeleteFun! We have a 5 year old birthday tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteAnd who said getting there is half the fun.
ReplyDeleteI curse roadtrips. The hatred is a holdover from our military days of moving every 3 years and driving cross-country with my two siblings fighting the whole damn way.
ReplyDeleteAh yes... Spud- the bane of my existence. The kids ask us to give them their numbers- then they constantly forget their numbers and come back and ask what number they were. Like I'm supposed to remember????
ReplyDeleteCursed summer road trips. I've started traveling with a beach pail - there's always vomit.
ReplyDeleteAnd I had forgotten about SPUD!
Ah cursed! Vomit with car ride never good!
ReplyDeleteOur road trips require GameBoys for everyone--or I'm not going!
ReplyDeletehmmmm...spud?? Is that like colors?
ReplyDeleteI can't believe I just had to look up SPUD on wikipedia. Hope you are having a blast!!
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