We loaded up the cars. I made Eric and Nina wait an extra extra extra long time to leave (as always). And the drive commenced. We felt like we were driving on the power of other people's prayers the entire way. The kids were great. Even Ben was great. We car swapped. We ate at Chuck-a-Rama (don't judge.) We talked on the two-way radios. We talked about Brent. We listened to music.
Ummm...I think I just fast-forwarded five years. What are these girls doing and HOW OLD DO THEY THINK THEY ARE? I think I'm in for it when they're REALLY teenagers.