Thursday, October 16, 2008
Last truck stop
Maybe because it has been a month since the trip I don't remember it being so bad. Jack was such a trooper. He got upset here and there but I am sure it could have been much worse. I had so many toys I would hand him one to play with and that would entertain him for a bit and then he would throw it and I would get him another. We sang lots of songs, read some books and said a few prayers and finally made it to Utah.
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