Today, the kids and I voted in favor of an adventure of epic proportions. We shall explore the wonders of our continent this summer. In the words of Gandalf:
“You’ve been sitting quietly for far too long. Tell me, when did doilies and your mother’s dishes become so important to you? I remember a young hobbit who was always running off in search of Elves, in the woods. He’d stay out late, come home, after dark, trailing mud and twigs and fireflies. A young hobbit who would’ve liked nothing better than to find out what was beyond the borders of the Shire. The world is not in your books and maps. It’s out there.”
I have discovered 14 new gray hairs on my head this year. My youngest daughter has nearly completed the 1st grade. This wonderful life does not wait for us to be ready for it. It runs and begs for us to catch up.
So therefore we shall have, as my brother says, “A summer in the good old Griswold family station wagon!”.