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Charlotte in the car on the way home from Arkansas: “So, which country is it that has pig-latin for their official language?”

Me: “Uh, there isn’t one– it’s just a fun, made-up language.”

Char: “Aww, man! Well, there goes my trip to Germany.”

We’re getting ready to load the car and head back to Nashville as soon as this downpour stops. Yes, 7 hours in the car with three dogs (one stoned, thanks to Dramamine), a hamster, two kids and a crapload of luggage. Here’s a visual for you, from the trip down here:

Pray, saints. Hopefully we will have the same head-count at the end of the trip as we do now, but I’m not making any promises.