On the Road

We have had a theme song for the trip down to AZ.
It goes like this.
To the tune of Mary Had a Little Lamb.

"I don't really like the car
like the car, like the car,
I don't really like the car
when I must drive far.

Every hour we make a stop,
make a stop, make a stop.
Every hour we make a stop
because someone's bladder is about to pop."

Doesn't that sum up over 28 hours in a car?
Granted,
we split it up over a few days
but I don't know how I'm going
to make myself get back in that car for the drive back.

More coming soon about our adventures . . .