...I had imagined this as an opening line for the post-adventure blog entry, alas, 'tis not so. In fact, I had an absolutely wonderful time traveling with my young co-pilot and am still basking in the after-glow of our enchanting memories together.
Everything from staying the night in a hotel to petting a horse at a rest stop was part of our special adventure together... Liam saw the mountains for the first time; I saw them for the first time again. We drove through big cities and learned their names. (We drove a lot!) We also learned about road signs. We sang songs on the radio and made some up. We saw ducks, llamas, wild turkeys, and elk. We had smiley face pancakes at IHOP and ate dinner at "Old McDonald's." We saw sharks at the aquarium and they smiled at us. We took no naps and it was okay because we might miss something. We saw snow. And we played and played, laughed and giggled until we just plain wore ourselves out. We ate ice cream before our meal and stayed up late at night watching cartoons in bed. And wee (pun intended [read=Liam]) discovered the boyhood joy of peeing outside and well, I took pictures because that's the kind of mom I am.
Best of all, we saw dear old friends who love us and made new friends to love too... and I was reminded once more that family is indeed what we make it, what connects our lives in soul, whether or not we're related.
Yes, I have to admit now that it is true after all: the road to a friend's house is never long... especially when traveling with a three year old.
"Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder."
...Eberhard Arnold
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