Somewhere between Bend and Burns Rocky informed us that she really needed to use the bathroom. Since there is basically nothing for hours I told her we would stop at the first available facility. On the side of the road appeared a gas station/general store/RV park that I have never noticed before. Jill hauled the three girls in while I sat in the van to nurse the baby. They used the bathroom and were just heading out when Jill heard a stern voice behind her. "Ma'am....ma'am."
She was convinced that she was going to be reprimanded for not buying anything or something. She even thought for a second that maybe one of the girls had slipped something in her pocket. Instead the woman who ran the store was chasing them down to give each of the girls a beanie baby.
As you can imagine, they were thrilled. She said that it always made her happy to see the faces of kids when they are given a gift. They came out to the car with giant smiles and I just didn't feel right about leaving without buying something. Jill let them choose an ice cream which turned out to be another highlight of the trip, especially because treats like this are few and far between at the Rigby home. It turned out that there is probably a reason that we don't buy ice cream on road trips...they are a big mess.
Our next adventure was at the big slide in Burns. Every time I pass it I am shocked that it can still exist. Things like this that used to be "fun" have now become "dangerous." I have to admit that when Rocky and Daisy started climbing the stairs to the top I wondered if all those injury lawsuits actually did serve a purpose other than just being a big wet blanket over the great parks we used to have.
We made it in good time, without any troubles. Jill is a great travel companion and the kids were all good sports. I think they watched 5 movies, which is to say that they were happy as clams as the miles melted away. The way there is always more fun because at the end of the road they get to be with their grandparents.