Good sky again.
We're headed home tomorrow. Actually not home; we're stopping in Madison at a hotel. Couldn't bear the thought of eleventy-mizillion straight hours in the car.
Day after day without a nap, the kids are slowly unraveling.
That's a five minute nap Lyla squeezed into the car ride from the hotel to the cabin. Tomorrow in the car my guess is they'll both either sleep, whine/cry, or watch Rapunzel. Probably all of the above, all at the same time.
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