Packing

We're leaving the great frying pan that is central Texas tomorrow,
and heading to Colorado. We'll camp for a week at Ridgway State
Park, which has some nice hiking trails, a river, fisihing ponds, and
a big lake with a swimming beach. The most important characteristic
of this place, however, is the simple fact that it is NOT 105
degrees. Not even close. The high today was 78 and the low is 52.
Heaven.

We're going to drive all night to get there Monday morning. We're
always optimistic before drives like this, and then about 2:00am when
Willa is screaming her head off in the back seat, we wonder what made
us think this was a good idea. We have completely baseless high
hopes for this year's trip for some reason.

Mary Grace is so excited she can hardly stand it. She was so wired,
she cleaned up the entire kitchen for me just to avoid going to bed.
She even emptied the dishwasher, and scrubbed all the counters. I
finally got her in bed around 10:00.

Jason has done his usual genius packing job. He's like Santa with
toys for all the children of the world in one tiny sack on the back
of his sleigh. I don't know how he does it, but no matter how much I
pack, he always fits it in. We head out tomorrow around 1:00. See
you on the road!