Roadtrip with cousins! Always a hit

I am pleased that the girls are a little more like their dad when it comes to trips in the car. Notice the smiles. They were in the car for several hours on Saturday doing family fun things and did pretty well overall. Mom stayed home and drank tea while watching Mrs. Palefry at the Claremont (a darling film that I do recommend.)

This picture reminds me of the greatest roadtip song ever! Can you name the movie?

Movin' right along in search of good times and good news,
With good friends, you can't lose,
This could become a habit.
Opportunity knocked once, let's reach out and grab it,
Together we'll nab it.
We'll hitch-hike, bus, or yellow cab it.

Movin' right along, foot-loose and fancy free.
Gettin' there is half the fun; come share it with me.
Movin' right along (doog-a-doon, doog-a-doon)
We'll learn to share the load.
We don't need a map to keep this show on the road.

Comments

AnnEE said…

Melia is a whole new level of cute with all of them teeth. I think I might just have to cry. She is truley adorable. Less than two more months...

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