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| Where's my ride? |
My daughter and I took the granddaughter (who is not quite three) on a road trip to meet her great grandfather and other assorted relatives that live in the Boston area.
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| Are we there yet? |
It was granddaughter's first long drive, first time in a hotel, first visit to the beach, first meeting of cousins her age from my side of the family. There were a few meltdowns (a spectacular one at Trader Joe's in Peabody and an interminable one on I-90, all the way from Boston to Albany), but in general, she was quite the trooper as we dragged her here, there, and everywhere.
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| Stylin' the rest stop |
She must have been having fun because she did not want to go home. The grown-ups were more than ready for their own beds, though. Once back in the Fort, I told my daughter, Let's do this again... in about three years.
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| Road warrior |
Haha! Hilarious! Three is pretty young for a long trip--I love how she is clinging to all of her 'essentials' (stuffed animals, games, plastic purse). I had similar packing skills at her age.
ReplyDeleteShe's a cutie - and I love all that red hair!
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