“Let’s take a family vacation!”I said.  “It’ll be fun!” I said.  Nine hundred fifty miles (one way) is not too far for 4 adults and 1 hyperactive child to spend in a vehicle together.  I lost the will to live at about Pensacola, which is roughly half way to my brother’s house in Florida. I’m pretty sure everyone else did too. Everyone was pretty considerate about keeping the complaining to a minimum, and surprisingly, Connor was the best traveler of all of us. So, we stayed in Florida for a week and did the Disney thing. (more about that later). Had a pretty good vacation until we all thought about getting in the rental car again. Nine hundred fifty miles, crazy looking hair, hurting bones, a lizard on the loose in the car, and one bleeding hemorrhoid later, we are home. The will to live is slowly returning.


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