Off we go, into the wild blue yonder...

Did your mom ever sing that song jubilantly as you left the driveway each day? In conjunction with "Buckle up for safety, buckle up, do-doodle-looooooo!"  And then the magic words, "Open Sesame!" to get the garage door to open upon returning, echoed by "home again home again, jiggety jog." No? Oh come on. While you're at it, ask your dad to sing the Ipana toothpaste commercial sometime...

I digress. I am leaving for a jaunt to the ole' southwest. I know technically I already live IN the west (manifest destiny and all that), but we're headed back east to the southwest. Mesa, to be exact. So I'll be reporting from the Sonoran Desert for the next week. If you happen to be up for a park playdate in Mesa, let me know! Although, it has to be a partially (if not fully) contained park, lest I spend the entire time rescuing Maya from oncoming traffic. And the swings. Although that's unavoidable at every park.

See you soon! We're loading up the wagon and turning up the theme song from A Summer Place.