You know those cloudy, cold days when it's 11:00am and you haven't gotten dressed, haven't planned anything for the day, but just can't stay inside one more second... We go on adventures in the driveway. Sammy's at the wheel, Landon's curiously behind her, Charlie Hope is blasting on the radio and I'm about to crawl in the space between the car seats in the back seat and watch the craziness unfold. Oh, and I may or may not have a bucket of clorox wipes at my feet to try to clean up some of the stickiness, snot and scalliwags that call the Santa Fe home. Catch ya later...
