This morning we woke up early with plans to hit the road at 9:30am, so naturally it wasn't until 10 that we left. Being punctual is our strong suit, obviously.
To summarize today's events: we drove. And drove. And drove. And drove.
To highlight today's events: Oscar pooped not once, but TWICE. (Can you say best day ever?)
To my surprise, Montana turned out to not be the worst state ever. The landscape was cute and there were little cows and horses everywhere. Twas super cute. While driving, I decided to educate mom on how we should be eating grass-fed cows instead of corn-fed cows (I watched Food Inc. on Netflix, I'm basically a certified nutritionist). She wasn't impressed. However, I did get her to reenact this video with me:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gavEC5aWAzM
I'd asked both Matt and Nikki if they would lip sync Frozen with me and they both shot me down. I guess mom really didn't have a choice since if she didn't, I would've just played the song over and over until she agreed. Dad pretty much resembled the clueless daughter in the background, except without the random singing. He doesn't know the words. Yet. (He was sucking on a bottle though).
About 2 hours into the trip, mom realized we would be passing through Butte, Montana. So for the next 250 miles, she scavenged for the perfect sign so she could do this:
Finding Nemo is her favorite movie. At one point, she got so excited that she almost walked across a 5 lane freeway just so she could take a picture of her "touching the Butte". You think I'm joking.
We landed in St. Regis, Montana, which is on the border of Montana and Idaho. The campground we're staying at has grizzly bears so it will be a peaceful night sleep for all of us.
It was a really slow day. Thanks for humoring me and reading this. Sorry to disappoint with the lack of excitement. Tomorrow we'll roll dad off a mountain or something.
P.S. Mom's reading her Butte joke and won't stop laughing again. Help.
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