Take off

Yesterday the sun was shining and we were up bright and early to begin the trip south. Despite the attempt of our neighbor(owner) to the south to impede our departure at the last minute, we were able to exit with the motorhome and be on our way. It felt good to be on the road again and headed in the right direction.
Traffic was relatively light even in the Kansas City area. So we arrived at the Peculiar Park Place RV Park in the early afternoon.

The Gary and Susan Brooker household is active and hectic. I remember those days myself with activities of all kinds keeping the schedule full and constantly on the move. Looking back it seems to have passed quickly. So our goal now is to work in and around their busy lives for a couple of days before continuing our southward movement.

To back up a bit, I was mistaken about Elise's play. It is not in conjunction with the Harrisonville High school although she has performed with them on more than one occasion. This time she has joined a children's theatre group and it is an ongoing thing with one play being closely followed by another with only a week break. She is thrilled to be living her life's dream at 7! Her parents and grandparents may wear down long before she will especially as it nears opening night.
There are two age brackets for this and even though she is only 7 she is in the older group. It might be less polished than the high school group, I am still sure it will be highly entertaining.
Elise was at dress rehearsal last night so we didn't see her but we did have the pleasure of little Leo's company and that can be an adventure in itself. He talks nonstop and that is not an exaggeration as all family members can attest to. If he is not talking to a person he is talking to himself or a toy or perhaps just the air!
As it nears bedtime his mother limits his liquid intake. He said he was thirsty and was trying to get Papa Gary to give him water. Papa Gary said he could have a little bit indicating about an inch in a glass. That was not what Leo had in mind so he continued to negotiate. And then he said very dramatically, "All of this just because I MIGHT pee the bed." Oh and this talking thing? He inherited that from his Greatgrandpa Butch. Gary Brant, one of Butch's best friends and the best man at our wedding nicknamed Butch "Windy" for that reason.There are many other instances we could cite to support the claim.