Time to class this Trip Report up a bit. Since the previous chapter involved several bouts of potty humor, I hereby promise that there will be no more toilet jokes in this Trip Report.*
*Until the next chapter.
Good thing you put in that "disclaimer."
One of our goals as a family is to get our kids to all 50 states. Why? Well, we want them to see the country, and that's an measurable way to do it. And it's a more obtainable goal than, say paying for college.
I can vouch for that; both of the boys are now done, but we'll be paying school loans forever...and we ONLY had 2 kids!
Being the model parents that we are, we let the kids hammer away to their hearts' content. Because after 8 hours of driving, you need to take out some pent-up aggression.
I crack up every time I see this picture...but for some reason it always makes me think of you and Barry.
Ok, so maybe "waterfall" has a looser definition in Ohio. This was a nice little spot, but as far as waterfalls go, it looked like somebody might have left a faucet turned on upstream. And I sure didn't see any blue hens, or even anyone else from Delaware around. In any case, the kids were now showing signs of classic Minivan Fatigue:
Definitely her father's daughter!!!!
Beautiful