Saturday, July 11th, driving through SW MI countryside....

“Cousin’s House!!!!”

We’re working on it, p-nut.

“Cousin’s house!!!!”

Pretty soon, darlin’.

“Cousin’s House!”

“How many more times do you think she’ll say that before we get there?”
“More than ten.”

“Aunt Colleen’s house!!!!”

Well, at least there's some variety.

"Aunt Colleen's House!!!"

Yep.

“Go see Cousins!!!”

Yep.

“Excited!!!!”

We could kinda tell.

Silence.

Then….

“Cousin’s House!!!!”

She’s crazy.
Like that’s a bad thing….

“Go swimming!!!!”

If you want to.

“See John!!!!”

Yep, he’ll be there.

“Cousin’s House!!!!”


And we thought she’d nap all the way to the cottage last weekend…
At least she was happy, and she was cracking us up.

When she was younger, long-ish car rides did not bring out her best qualities…

"Go home now!" at 3am the next morning.... not quite as funny.