Saints Preserve Us

Well, we are off to Mesa Verde.

The car is stocked with bottled water and sunscreen, I have packed all the snacks requested by Hugh and the Man-Cub (snacks guaranteed to make their room the coolest room ever; they will be so popular it won’t even be funny). I have my iPod, my camera, a large bottle of ibuprofen and the Traveling Gnome (as requested by the Man-Cub) and I’ve willed myself into my Happy Place.

We are going to have so much fun!

How could we not? I mean, a three hour drive, 100+ Fifth Graders, sheer rock walls with hundred foot drop-offs and 200+ opportunities for poisonous snakes to sink their fangs into a juicy eleven-year old leg.

I can hardly wait.