Spring Break Day 8

 We said goodbye to the beach this morning and piled in the car for 10 hours of fighting over iPads (there are 5 of them and only 4 kids, so you'd think there'd be no fighting, wouldn't you?)

I spent my time reading this amazing, sad, disturbing, haunting, epic 700 page book.  You should read it, too.  I can't stop crying.  In a good way.  A good way that's really depressing.

 Picnic mid-Alabama.

 Don't worry-- Captain Jack was here:

We finally pulled into our hotel in time to watch the Badger LOSE while we drank (THANK GOD) and ate abr food in the, um, bar.