Little known fact

Maison will only sleep on a pink pillowcase. It was all we had the first time he decided to want a pillow and now he cries if I try to replace it with anything else. I sure hope he grows out of that before high school.

1800 miles

Rental motorhome: check
Two kids, dog and husband: check
Lots of cookies: check
DVD player: oops
Car sick meds: check
Iphones: check (thank god)

We left on Friday morning and headed toward the Colorado Rockies. Met my parents and the boys right outside of Cedar City. I think we made it all of the way to Grand Junction that first day. Dad tried to find us a scenic spot to camp, but settled on an Albertson's parking lot instead. Sophie did not understand that, yes, we really expected her to pee in that rock landscaping. And yes, she was going to have to do it while attached to the leash.

From there we went to Thor's parents and stayed the next night parked behind their restaurant. It's a lot like camping, right by the woods, but right by a nice restaurant with a nice flushing toilet too. We almost didn't want to go "rough it" at our campground campsite.

We stayed 3 nights up visiting Thor's parents and his Grandma. Roy and Barb treated us to an awesome BBQ (in the rain) up at their farm/house and lots of breakfasts at the restaurant. Anna looks great and we were able to go visit at her house for a bit one day too. Maison was his grumpier self having missed lots of naps. Ian and Max loved everything- the restaurant, the animals, the woods, and Roy and Barb. And Madeline was THRILLED to see Oma and Grandpa Roy. And their office/car doggy, Tara.

The second half of the trip, we hee-hawed back through Grand Mesa, Montrose, Ouray, and Silverton. I have never in my whole life seen mountains so beautiful, ever. If I don't think about wintertime I can move Ouray, and the vicinity, to #2 on my Wish to Live Someday list. (California coast will always be #1, of course.)

Then we broke off from my parents to get home a little quicker and went through Hell with a pretty sunset. I think it was Highway 160, Northern Arizona. There were lots of cars, but we couldn't, for the life of us, figure out where they were coming from or where they were going. We slept on the side of the road. Nastiness. Hope to never have to drive that again.

For more pictures of the wonderfulness that filled our vacation go here!