Roadtrip 2011

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.

Watch for moose?

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The kids were surprised to see road signs warning of moose. They had no idea such creatures would be found here, nor how big they are. When they spotted this one in the lobby at the Flume, Kate directed everyone to moose me.

Day 2: edge of grid ahead

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Headed north where no cell service can be found. Thank you God.

Maybe I should have been more specific

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While making our reservations for the first night here in Concord, New Hampshire, I requested a rollaway bed for the girls room. Silly me, I failed to request a room big enough to accommodate it, never mind open and use it. I will be more attentive to detail from here on out.

Nothing but the best for us

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Tempting as the lavish amenities seemed here at the Comfort Inn, we elected instead to try a local restaurant. Yeah, it was a tough choice. But, I have a strict no-chains policy when visiting new places.

I wound up with pizza anyway because I couldn’t pass up a pizza made with maple syrup. Yeah, what? Everyone wound up sharing it. It’s a surprisingly tasty idea all agreed we’d try replicating at home.

Another dining temptation: Mexican food in New Hampshire. Yikes. Morbid curiosity may lure us in when our travels bring us back this way later in the week.

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Our first stop: Concord, New Hampshire

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My four little Texans and I rolled into Concord ahead of schedule tonight. New Hampshire has America’s oldest state house still in active use by its legislature. That factoid drew big yawns from the Monkey Troop. After going through four cycles of elementary school Texas history for them, this trip is my chance to inflict upon my kids the history lessons I received in my younger years. And, I’m just getting started.