Downhill Family

Downhill Family Road Trip

My middle is sleeping in the passenger seat as we head into the mountains. It’s the best.
It’s dusk and the sun is throwing off its last rays as it slips behind the mountains. My camera didn’t pick up the orange hues of the setting sun. It reminded me of a Tiffany lamp being clicked on for the evening.

Me and my middle child are heading to Snowshoe. It’s a rare thing to get one on one time with any one child. It’s fleeting. They grow fast and they have big plans. So I enjoy it while I can.

She asks me questions and we talk about what she’s reading for summer assignments and she says she dreads school starting in a few weeks and I know what she means. She loves school and loves to learn but she loves our summer road trips to DH parks more. So do I. And I say jokingly, “Let’s just drive away from school into the sunset” and she agrees.

The Pretenders are playing on Spotify…”Those were the happiest days of our lives…”

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