Oil change: check.
Full gas tank: check.
Bags, pillows, Pull-Ups and potty packed in the trunk: check.
Cooler and assorted snackies within reach of the driver's seat: check.
Non-verbal four-year-old with autism who is two years into potty training, the results of which are questionable on the best of days: strapped into her booster seat with Arlington, DP and an arsenal of toys.
Gumma and Umpa pull out of the driveway with Jessie in the truck and the boat trailing behind, and I slowly let my foot off the clutch. We are commencing the first leg of our 600-mile journey to Red House. Lord, help us.
Stay tuned for Part Two.
When I first read that, I thought it said "Jessie in the trunk" and I was like, "Wow, really?" Lol! It's late and I'm slap happy tired.
ReplyDeleteHa! That's priceless. =D
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