Just when it started getting miserably hot in Arizona, we made a getaway to beautiful Oregon:
Visiting with Mr. Brown Eyes' family was fun just like it is every year, but I can't really call it a vacation.
"Vacation" denotes rest and relaxation. And, let's face it, traveling with three kids--one under a year old--is neither restful nor relaxing.
But the good times made it all worth it.
Nothing says family bonding like twenty hours in a car together.
The Brown-Eyed Girl