Our road twists and bends, but it never ends
This is the last DaddyMom road trip as we know them. By the time we tear another 12 months from the calendar, Grant and Kyle will join the Monkey Troop after Sandie and I marry in October. And, John will be about to leave for college. While not truly a DaddyMom anymore, I'll treasure the title every day God gives me on this earth.
Stella had a hankering for Lobster today. So, before Maine got too far in the rear-view mirror, we had to do something about it.
Now you see ’em. Moments later they were gone. Tasty yums. But, the fun had only just begun.
Good thing Stella wasn’t still hungry when John tried this.
Crossing the bridge to Portsmouth means we’re crossing the halfway mark of our journey too.
How far will ten tickets a piece go?
Daddy’s favorite is the only ride with this warning. Wanna guess which one?
How did Palace Playland compare to the rides at the rodeo? Well, not everyplace can be Texas.
“This is so much better than Galveston, Dad!”. Their mom would agree.
A foggy day on Maine’s coast gave the kids a clear understanding of how lighthouses and foghorns work. We listened to the fog horn and waited to hear the next one up the coast echo its warning call.
Moxie is a soda you can only find in Maine. Think of it as turbo-charged root beer with a funny after-taste. That funny flavor is caffeine. Somehow you know I didn’t think this one all the way through.