A trip to paradise.

Or close to it. My youngest grandson went on a roadtrip to the sunny side on Friday. Some of my favorite times have been on roadtrips. My earliest roadtrip I can remember was a cross country jaunt with my parents from the east coast to the west. Back then, we were in the back seat of some big sedan and we had the measles! I can remember that they had made a platform back there by putting something on the floor and bedding over everything. Ever since, I have loved roadtrips! I used to "kidnap" my kids and take off on some adventure. Sometimes we would stretch it to a couple of days. It was always so much fun. Greg could never really understand it, it didn't make a lot of sense to him, but after a great number of years, finally came to accept it as one of my many quirks! Roadtrips were the way we "indoctrinated" the women who would become our son's wives! One of my favorite local roadtrips is to Leavenworth. There is something magic about breaking over the crest of the mountains into that clear blue sky where you can see the horizon miles and miles away. That is where Jameson got to go with his parents. If you ever need to make points with me...suggest a roadtrip!