there's no place like home

There's no place like home, or that's what they say. We don't have a home, we are a family of nomads who change addresses every year. Anyway, there's also no place like the strange rest stop in Wyoming where there is a giant Abe Lincoln head atop a large rock. It was the freakiest Abe I have ever seen. The eyes were scary. We stoped to eat our PB sandwiches since it was sunday and let the kids run around and get out some wiggles. This rest stop is the highest elevation rest stop in the country though (8000 ft?)


A lazy Sunday night in the garden. I found Emmary outside in the garden helping my dad pick the peas, or eat them I guess.

So cute, she just loves her papa!