Here's Wes's Clampett-style packing. Why on earth did we think this would make it through 9 hours of highway driving?
On the road in Jackson
Wes trying to take off the rusty old tire
The shredded tire.
Our stuff piled in the grass to make a place for the kiddos to sit.
We moved it over here and Wes rigged up the tarp to cover it.
The kiddos played while we got the rest of our junk on the Penske.
This is the only picture I took of the awful woman's car.
Here we are, loading the junk from one truck to another.
The new tire fizzed. What the heck?!
Here's the trailer tongue. So far, still intact.
Harlan pees in the grass while chewing a cattail.
Sophie and Wes by the Penske.
Here we go! Goodbye, Mile 173!
At the Driggers' house.
Sophie and Uncle Les check the weather on his phone.
Aunt Sherry, Vitani, Lillie and Sophie choose a movie.
Yep, it's SOOOOO SPECIAL!
Here it is ... after it tried to kill me and my kiddos.
Here's Wes's face after the crappy trailer tried to kill us. He was either talking to Les or his mother.
And, just in case you didn't get a good enough look at it, here is the broken part.
This is Harlan and me, laughing ... because we are sleep deprived and a little crazy. And, after a certain point, laughing is really all you can do.
Here's the reaction from Sherry and Les ...
Les came to help us wearing a Heroes shirt.
I was mad. Really, I was more mad than I look in this picture, but there wasn't really anything I could do about it.
Special.
This is Wes, after he tried to drive off with the back of the Penske wide open and I screamed at him over the CB.
Wes and Les dumped the crappy trailer here. As I mentioned, we kept the tires.
Did you notice that while we had the crappy trailer, the skies were cloudy and gray? Check it out ... no trailer, blue skies!
Going into Arkansas! (I didn't take a picture going into Tennessee.)
Missouri!
Sophie's body art
Dancing in Missouri!
We never thought we'd make it this far!
Sophie drives the truck
Guys.
We made it to Columbia!
Our house. In the middle of our street. (I love that song.)
Lillie chose the place of honor for our Dixieland Special decal. On the mantel over the fireplace.
