The Bloom is Off the Roadtrip Rose

I sit here typing on my tiny iPhone screen, desperately trying to tune out the incessant drone of ESPN satellite radio and the two-day long monologue on helicopters coming from the backseat.

All things considered, the boys are *great in the car. But after five hours the first day, 12 yesterday and three so far today, they've pretty much had it.

So have I. The beach and my family are so close it HURTS.

Just a few more hours.


This is how it should be!