food for thought

Easy travels don't make good stories, but I think I will take a painless plane trip over good material any day. The trip did net one good picture: this is Eli asleep in the car on the drive from Dulles to Libby's house. (Before anyone calls Child Protective Services on me, the blanket--his beloved patch blanket--was looser than it looks and I could hear him breathing.)

We made it from San Francisco to Virginia in under 12 hours door-to-door, which is one measure of a good trip. We made it without running out of snacks or needing any changes of clothes, which is another measure of success. I won't write any more because we have to do this in reverse on Wednesday and I don't want to jinx myself.

So now we are here, and the boys have eaten 3 bowls a piece of their beloved honey O's, a cereal they only get at their aunt's house, Eli has made friends with Anna the cat, and Ben has smashed his previous speed record on the go-cart. We've dyed some Easter eggs, I made a chocolate cake, and my niece heard today that she got into college! Life is good.

Happy Easter!

Labels: family life, vacations