We went on a road trip. Actually it was a funeral trip really, but there is always a silver lining. Pobj's Granny died and we had to head North for 7 hours to the funeral. We pulled the kids out of school on Friday and started the adventure. And what an adventure. We got to eat homemade frozen yogurt from a roadside stall. We got to feed geese and ducks with our store of Jatz. We got to sleep in a mobile home unit thing, with 3 bunks. We got to swim in the caravan park pool...and we got to say goodbye to a lady that had lived an amazing, hard life, but loved God and people anyway.
A great road trip, wouldn't you say?
1 comment:
Your kids are tooooo cool! I love their bedhead, it competes with mine and Andrew's! It's good that you have nice memories from something that could have been too icky, it's what you make of it I guess. We'll be making the funeral road trip in 2 weeks, I'm guessing ours won't involve frozen yogurt. Poop. I'll just have to look out for something else yummy and homemade.
Cxx
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