The second part of our vacation began with about a four-hour drive from Cooperstown, New York, to Salem, Massachusetts. Since we were all up early, I think we were on the road by about 8:30 that morning. The little guy, feeling it was perhaps a tad too early, took it upon himself to play possum:
"Mommy? Tell Daddy to be quiet. I sleepin'."
We probably could have made pretty good time were it not for this:
Yup. Rain, rain, and more rain. Everything from a steady mist to a torrential downpour. And as it turned out, this was merely tidings of what the rest of the vacation would have to offer...