summer vacation... day 8

ok, i've got some bad news... you might want to sit down... we are headed home. i know, it's very sad and upsetting. alright, maybe not for you (you know i'm talking to you jack), but for me it is. i'm not ready for our vacation to be over. i could have just stayed. i will say, however, the tar balls that washed up on the beach this morning after a big storm last night sure made it a whole lot easier. in case you're wondering, tar is not fun to scrub off kids... or yourself. we didn't have any issues until this morning. so, now we are road-trippin' it... with veggietales in our ears, and a 5 year old back seat driver. gracie hollars at me if i have to take off my seatbelt. yes, thank you, i do know that the policeman will get us if i take it off. just a bit ago, we drove through faith hill's hometown... everybody sing with me... "it's a long way from star, mississippi, to the bright lights"... ok, i'm done. you're singing it now, aren't you? he, he. hold on, we are stopping for dinner...