I awoke at around half past eight, so I changed earlier and went out to our table. Daddy was sitting there, next to a closed box of donuts. B and Z soon got up, and we all got breakfast. Yes, we also had donuts. Today was drive segment 1/3 for going home, Bozeman to Dickinson.
At the car, I had to sit in the middle, so Zoe and I got switched. This was done so B and Z could not fight constantly. Despite that, I easily got settled in, and the drive continued.
Nothing too memorable happened. We just drove, stopped at a restaurant, and got ou… oh… did we have lunch? All I (we) know is we had a late breakfast and may not have had lunch. And when did we get iPads? Writing from home has pros and cons. Pro: you know what happened, so preparing the readers for something is not difficult. The tough con: Who on Earth remembers the itty bitty details?
Following the Pro: there is a huge twist thrown in on Segment 2/3 of going back home. But today is mostly like the day we get back. Well, same structure, different building blocks.
You caught on? If you didn’t, you know I’m just filling up today because I don’t remember a lot. If you like twists, read tomorrow’s record. If you want to.
We arrived in Dickinson not too late, having dinner (microwave macaroni and cheese) and watching tv (Garfield). The room had a full kitchen, with an oven (!!!), and a nice little table, all in view of a tv surrounded by furniture.
Sooner or later we went to the pool, played with toy footballs (not used in this manner before), and went up to bed. Today B and I had a regular bed, not a pullout, which Zoe got. I read comics and did some mazes until the time yelled at me “It’s ten! Go to bed!” I listened to it and was soon asleep.
