This is 3/5 of us on the way to buffalo to catch a plane. We fly out tomorrow morning bright and early. Florida bound for spring break. It's an incredible family vacation. I'm feeling particularly grateful for the cargo box on the roof of the car. Because we packed to the gills in here as is.
Hil pointed out that being in the car with this many people, this much stuff, and all these snacks, is a bit like playing a game of jenga. You have to move the kids books every so slightly and at just the right angle in order to get to the peanut butter sandwiches. You can stop so mom can breast feed in the rexalll parking lot, but only if you use some bundled up snow pants as a nursing pillow. And you can keep the change for the toll bridge handy in the cup holder but only if you keep the directions on the dash and the water bottles under the seat.
Anyway. Ruby is screaming for more licorice.
3 Ginger Snaps 