11/25
Made the long old drive to AZ for Thanksgiving.
August travels decently, but he can only watch so many movies.
So we took a long pit stop near James Dean's crash site.
(which we're fascinated with for some reason, yet have never seen one of his movies)
We entertained ourselves by scaring August with a creepy mannequin.
Then entertained HIM with some parking lot baseball.
Then once back in the car, he repaid us, with some extended drink gurgling.
And yes, he has done that at church with the sacrament water.
We made it to our hotel in Williams late at night with a wound up child.
Hence the midnight trip to the vending machine.
Which didn't even help, and I ended up with a nasty pop tart.
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