January 23, 2010
“Tiiiim! Is the car all packed? Are you ready to go?” I yelled, as I ran up and down the stairs trying to get everything together. He answers, but I only half hear him. I check and double check the list in my head, “Food, check; blankets, check; pillows, check; games, check; camera, check; suitcases, check; gas, check; music CD’s, check; family, check…Lets do this!” I went downstairs to the playroom and the kids are watching TV. “Boys, are you ready to go? Did you pack your games and books for the road?” “Yup, were ready!” They say, almost in unison. “Alright, lets hit the road!” This past year, for spring break, we decided to take a road trip to Laguna Beach, California. Along the way, we planned on stopping in Vegas. As we all load up in the car, at 5 AM, I could feel the excitement. The kids are in a great mood and I knew we would have a great bonding experience on the way. We were looking at about 18 hours on the road, each way, in our trusty Chrysler 300. So, the first few hours were predictable since we were cutting through the Rocky Mountains and there wasn’t really anything we hadn’t seen before. We watched out the windows and played a little game together of, how many different kinds of animals we could see on the way. We sang songs, the boys asked their usual knock-knock jokes and we all laughed as daddy tried to sing along to Brittney Spears.
As we entered Utah, wow, what a beautiful sight! The mountains in Utah were breathtaking! We zigzagged through canyons that felt like the footprint of a dinosaur that yearned to consume us. Swirls of red, brown, orange and white spilled on as far as the eye could see. Flat mountaintops went on and on and we never grew tired of watching them pass. The boys told stories of how they thought all of the dinosaurs came from those mountains, and how, if we could just stop and dig a little, we were sure to find some...