13 hours, 750 miles, and 1 cool baby

We drove all-lllll the way back home from Naples today. We decided to go half way (Georgia-ish), see how Spud was doing at that point, and then get a motel if/when he decided he'd had enough. But he did really well! Mostly, he slept. He got a little cranky a couple of times, but he was just hungry or had a poopy diaper. We stopped a few times so he could get outta the damn car seat and stretch his legs (and we could too!). He is a cool little travelin' dude.

We had a really great time, as you can see from this photo of us in the car.



I have no idea how that dog got in the seat behind me.

Spud kept nagging from the back seat about how fast we were going. I told him that travelin' up I-95 ain't like dustin' crops, boy! Without precise calculations we'd bounce too close to a star or pass right through a supernova and that'd end his trip real quick!

I also told him to watch his mouth, or he'd find himself floating home.

(Someday I will utter these words to him: "Riding a Big Wheel aint like dustin' crops boy!").

I'll post many pics from his Florida adventure soon. Must sleep now. Caffeine...wearing...off...