A good trip

After getting wiped out by the fair, my family and I had the chance to escape the great state of Montana and go home to spend time with my family in the suburbs of Chicago.

The road trip was long and treacherous. Lincoln was crying thirty minutes down the road and then off and on throughout the trip. Despite his disdain for being strapped into his car seat, the little guy did good. If you knew how “busy” he was you would understand why he was so eager to escape his seat.

PJ traveled like a champ, mentioning each and every grain elevator that we saw on the trip. PJ proved to be quite the...