On our way to and from Panama City Beach we traveled with only one of our children. I foolishly assumed that it would be a very pleasant trip because Finn was not there to pester Sam and vice versa. I don't know if I have never been more wrong about anything in my life. Sam didn't sleep a wink. He was very demanding. He was loud. I had plans to finish a book on the car ride up - I don't think I managed to finish a chapter.
This is Sam on the way home. If possible he was even more demanding. He yelled book almost the entire ride home. I think I spent most of the trip turning around in my seat handing Sam a book. He was really picky about his books too. I couldn't just hand in any ol' book. He had to have a new one - he would only reread a book after around an hour had passed.
He was so serious about reading. He looked very carefully at each page.
On our way home we stopped at Chic-Fil-A.
I love this picture of Sam.
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