We are now officially 16 hours into the car ride and I feel grateful of the ease of the drive. Traffic has been light (even through Atlanta). The kids have been occupied and patient while stuck in the car for a day. And, the car top carrier that we borrowed hasn't flown off the roof (this is what I have been most nervous about ).
The peaceful ride has allowed us all to enjoy the view along the way. We have appreciated the blossoming dogwoods and the flowering bushes but mostly the clouds. They have been so crisp and distinct. They look like fluffy white figures of art created for us to interpret. I've imagined a duck, my husband's seen a clown and Matt swears he saw a unicorn, all disassembling before another could spot what the other had envisioned. The clouds have kept us company.