11 Hour Drive

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 It's an entire mongo-sized bucket of animal crackers, 6 bathroom stops, a package of Twizlers and 4 million pictures taken with my husband's phone... and 11 hours, of course.

I was not along for the ride.  My husband journeyed to and fro, solo.  Without whining.  He had fun.

I love him.

Now I just need to vacuum out the van.

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