This blog is about to experience radio silence for a number of days while my husband and I pack a car with 2 dogs, 2 children, and too many suitcases and motor our way out of the deep South and up to the DC/Baltimore area to catch our plane. 
It will be a venture worthy of a John Candy and Steve Martin movie. . . Although, in my head, I see it playing out more like a Keystone Cops chase reel: frantic, flustered, hysterically funny but sometimes painful to watch, and all taking place at choppy double-time speed, accompanied by a warbling gin-joint soundtrack. (If you need the visual, it goes something like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKmpHvOzlxE )
Feel free to fill in the details of this misshapen trip in your own imagination. Once we set up camp on the other end, I’ll send up a smoke signal.
Fingers crossed that the car air conditioning holds up!
Air conditioning and windshield wipers all a go! Car was packed to the hilt, but didn’t explode when we stuffed that one last bag in.
Now hanging out in a Baltimore/BWI hotel with my entourage.
You should now have the number in Katie’s phone so you can FaceTime us. All you need is wifi. Same for dad and Lark.