I remember going to California with my family when I was about 6 or 7 years old. I don't remember any of the preparation. I remember how hot it was in the car, drinking country time lemonade the my mom mixed in the trunk of our Chevy, getting stung by a bee. I don't remember all the preparation. I'm sure I just got out of bed, ate breakfast and got into the car. Let's go!
Here I am twenty-eight years later getting everything ready for our whole family to go to Spokane. Seven hours away. I'm running on very little sleep since baby Noah woke up four times last night with the last wake up happening at 5:45. I am not a morning person. I'm a little stressed but so happy that I'll be with my family tomorrow all day. I still can't believe that we have a family of four.
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