Due to epic meltdowns by, well, me and Joey, mainly, the stop for supper and movie/pillow/blanket/sleeping arrangement set-up outside of Atlanta took longer than planned. 

I take comfort in the fact that the dad in the gas lane next to us told his four kids, as they crawled into their extended cab truck, “Nobody say a word unless you’re bleeding!”

Amen, brother. 

But now everyone is fed, “Ice Age” is playing, the boys are asleep, Joey is gnawing on a bottle, and Brad and I are reasonably awake.

Pressing onward… 
 

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