With some rare time off from work the weekend before last, we talked about how we wanted to see the mountains and feed giraffes. So we did. We ran home, packed a suitcase, and hit the road. We may have spent more time in the car than our actual destination, and I may have come home with injuries from a fall at Mile 15 of Pike's Peak -- but it was so worth it. Spontaneous road trips are my love language. These are the things I want my boys to remember.
And I may have left my camera at home and relied solely on my phone to capture the fun. So worth it.