I almost forgot how good it feels to sneak out of town for the day. On Mother's Day, we packed the picnic basket and piled into the car for a little day trip to Spokane.
Sometimes these trips work out well, sometimes they just end up being a mess of cranky children and piles of garbage in the car, but I like to think that the memories and moments spent together make the hassle fade into the background. I hope we all look back on our spontaneous adventures with a special fondness, battles included.
This day was a good one. I can't help but be thankful for this season, and for these crazy people I get to live with.