to buy a fat pig

we're driving off into the cold and blue for celebrations and other family whatnot. we've not yet traveled by daylight for such long distances with wee ones in tow. one can only hope for the best: long naps, early bedtime in carseats, and low energy for children, high energy for parents.



it's too bad we don't have a private jet that could zip us there and back in a fantastic flash of silver stream and wing. and it's too bad we don't have our own pouches of floo powder to snap us there in a dusty chim-chim-iny sort of way. and it's too bad that we don't have enough vacation days to take the trip in three days each way, stopping at hotels to swim early and breakfast late as we made our way southerly, northerly.



we are thankful, nonetheless! we've family who want to see us, reliable transportation, junky snacks for the ride, and, most importantly, the beautiful each otherness of we four.

happy thanksgiving, friends.