My son did a watercolor painting of our house so that he could always remember what it looked like. It's the only house he's ever lived in.
Not bad, eh?
Here's what we all looked like on the morning that the kids and I (with MaSue) set out for Texas:
The trip was long, but not as bad as it could've been. Martha and Bijou rode with me to keep me company, and I had this to keep an eye on in front of me:
That's MaSue in Pop's truck, towing our faithful little rustbucket. Rick kept the old van with him and will tow it behind the U-Haul truck when he sets out for southern parts.