Okay, I'm not going to give it to you all at once, it would be a long, boring post. Instead, you get bites:
The five of us set out for Houston, were we met up with Mike and Hannah (my brother and sister-in-law/BFF), had dinner together and spent the night at their house, then traveled together to Del Rio.
Hannah: All white people dance badly.
BB (my 9yo): That's why you need beer.
Me: Bridget, Hannah's giving you props!
BB: Could I have a present instead?
At the restaurant:
BB, listening to how hard it is to quit smoking: If you quit smoking, it helps to start drinking.
M/H took Ian to Del Rio in their car, so the girls sat in the back seat together in our car. They played barbies for quite some time and were very good. I was reading a book, but occasionally overheard a few gems:
Molly: Mom(to Barbie, not me)!!
BB: Not yet sweetie, Mommy is getting a tattoo.
Then, they cracked each other up for miles making the barbies smell each other armpits. Seriously, for miles they did this back and forth: Smell my armpit - no YOU smell MY armpit. hahahahahaha! (I couldn't complain, they weren't fighting!)
Then, there's the bedtime story: Molly asked Michael to put her to bed and tell her a bedtime story. Michael told her a story about a princess with a beard. Then Molly asked for a story about a man. BB said, "The man who kept us down?" , to which Michael said "yeah - that man. The End. True story." So, through the whole vacation, Molly would pipe up "There once was a man who kept us down. True story!"
Pics from a rest stop in between San Antonio and Del Rio:
It's too early to be over it already!
Vacation Stories Part Uno, Part Dos, Part Tres, Part Quatro, and Part Cinco