the long journey

It's hard to believe that it's already been eleven days since we were in Seattle packing boxes and saying goodbye to some of our favorite people.



On the day we left Seattle, we drove eight or nine hours to Stevensville, Montana, where one of Dad's friends let us stay in a cabin for a three night vacation. Outside our window we could see horses in the field, and families of deer (six and eight at a time). Rosie liked the wildlife. We took a hike to Blodgett Canyon Overlook.



From there, we drove eleven hours or so to Dickinson, North Dakota, and stayed in a hotel. On the next day, Rosie woke up at four am and didn't seem to be going back to sleep. About 4:30, I said half-jokingly to Jack, "Want to just leave?" He looked at the clock on the nightstand and said, "Sure." What he didn't know was that the clock on his nightstand was wrong. He thought it was already seven! So we left a little early. But it worked out well, because we drove about nine hours to St. Paul Park and got to spend extra time playing with Aunt Patty and her sweet family.

(For some reason these pics aren't showing up. I"ll try to add them later.)

Our next night was in a little cabin in Kankakee River State Park in Illinois, and from there it was just a four hour drive to Upland, Indiana.