We're off tomorrow night...2 AM to be precise...when we'll hit the road for the 15 hour drive to my folks' houses in Utah. We will be returning my little brother, Evan, who has been staying with us this past month...part of the reason I've been not as chatty as I could have been here. He is a year and a half older than sweetMelissa and they have become two very giddy, jovial, and joking peas in a pod. I'd have abs of steel if he stayed another month, what with all the hard belly laughing we've been doing. Laughing to bloodshot eyes bawling! (not hard for me to do). He has THE world's greatest sense of humor and I will miss it dearly when he leaves. I've never lived in the same house as him (being so much older) so I've never really hung out with him. This month was one of those once-in-a-lifetime-do-it-before-he's-too-old-to-want-to kind of times and I'll treasure every gut-busting minute of it!!
I've taken SO many pictures with the intent to post but here I am in the eleventh hour having a to do list longer than...well, it's just really long and time is short. I wanted to write about the laughs and late nights of tom foolery. I wanted to write about a little blondie in a velvet dress and cowboy boots lifting chunks of cracked clay with as if she'd found treasure. I wanted to write about kids dressed in plastic sacks with umbrellas in tow dodging sprinkler shots just for fun. I wanted to write about how amazing the laughter of still-innocent, pre-teen pals is.
I will be in Arizona with Vinnietheman for Art Unraveled and hope to find reason well enough for someone to voluntarily go to Arizona in August. I'm thinking pool. Yum. We will be leaving the girls with my folks (X 4) for the week after which we will all pile in a car and drive a day's drive to Lake Powell. I haven't been there since I was a kid and I SO look forward to some serious R & R time - soaking in some Vitamin D, listening to dad strum his gee-tar well into the star-studded night, and wake up to a marigold colored desert morning sun. It will be grand.
Week three away from home will find us leaving the girls with my birth mom and her drawly, wrapped-around-two-little-girls'-fingers husband (so's they can go to the fair) while Vinnie and I do whatever the wind whispers for us to do. It will be the longest I've ever been away from home and I plan to savor every minute of it.
I'm, of course, in that stage of running like a chicken with it's head cut off, but tomorrow we pack the car and before we're five minutes from the house, I will shift into adventure mode. That giddy kind of "can't wait to get there and play" mode that only happens once there is absolutely NO way I could possibly prepare any more. Surrender and the open desert road, good tunes, a handsome prince at the helm, and two...three sleeping darlings in the back. (BTW, If any of you are wondering why we are leaving at the gawdawful hour of 2 AM, it's because we've figured out the science of traveling with children. Leave in the middle of the night. Kids sleep until at least the half way point. By the time they are sick and tired of being in the car, we've arrived!...and just in time for supper. No dragging it out into two days with an overnight stop at a motel. No rolling in during the night. Clean and simple. Yup. We're no dummies.) :)
So, I'll do my best to say hello from the road...do you think they have wireless on the beaches of Lake Powell? :) Until then, enjoy this and this and this that have kept me company at the work table lately....