There was a lot of reading.
There were some movies.
There were some naps.
And lots of drawing.
There was some laughing.
And some smiling.
And some silly faces.
And they took turns being grumpy.
I drove a long long long time. Uncle James did too.
We even got to eat free breakfast at the Super 8 Motel.
After a million years on the road we got to Grandma's house, where bunkbeds awaited the girls.