instead of asking "are we there yet?" - the girls asked "is it dark yet? - because that is what i told them at the beginning of the 5+ hour drive to grandma's house. silly me - i thought that would give them some concept of time that they understood, but i was wrong. each time the sun would go behind a cloud, they thought we were almost there.
daddy spent his holiday on a nice though sleep-deprived, game-playing marathon boys' weekend in austin, while we girls had a different kind of fun of our own. 
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