Last week, the kiddos and I loaded up the Suburban and took a road trip to the Panhandle. For some reason, that’s where almost all of my family lives. I don’t get it, either.
Anyway, we spent a little over a week visiting and driving while Chris stayed here and worked. It was a good trip, but I did learn a few things:
- I will take DFW traffic over two lane highways any day.
- Semi-trucks driving 80 mph make me ranty.
- My driving style is sarcastic.
- I still love my old 93 Suburban way better than the 2003 Deville it replaced.
Thadd is asleep! I am is happy. 
Chaos follows us everywhere. 
Breakfast with family. 
Gotta catch ’em all. 
Old-school metal playground equipment ftw! 
Two out of three about to fall asleep in grandma’s van-car. 
Apparently throwing himself on the floor is a thing now. 
Art with the cousins. 
Headed home. Thadd didn’t get Bumblebee and his car doesn’t transform. Now his meal is a sad meal.
The majority of my view was Zombies, and Lin Manuel Maranda.
You and Hamilton…