…so we’re on our way home. We’re taking the scenic route, so it will probably take all day.

The white sand dunes in Destin are gorgeous. If you listen to Christmas music while driving past them, it seems like the white sand could be snow…if you use your imagination.

Now the kids are watching “Toy Story”, and we’re eating gas station fast-food - I’m dreaming of spinach salad and salmon…

We’ve passed some cars with Christmas trees on top - so, of course, this increases the “ticking” of the decoration time-clock that’s ticking away in my head…so much to do - but at least it’s fun to do it.

We have discovered something about ourselves as a family: we all would love to live on some acreage and have some farm animals. Ethan wants a little donkey (we saw some adorable ones in Texas - pics will follow soon); Nate wants a lamb; Ashley wants a horse, of course; Kayleigh…well, she mentioned putting a dolphin in our salt-water pool - then, she decided she wants a pig named “Wilbur”; Byron wants a buffalo (saw those in Texas too); and I want some fancy hens and roosters…and baby chicks…and maybe a cow named “Betsy”.

I don’t think our neighborhood would think of us too fondly if we had any of these as pets, but it’s fun to dream. I grew up in Kissimmee next to a dairy farm, so I’ve always loved these kinds of animals. Of course, the idea of them can be much more romantic than the work that comes along with them, so…we’ll see.

I wonder if you can keep a rooster in your house without the neighbors finding out…probably not. Martha Stewart has roosters…

Anyway, so we’re on our way home.

It really is a scenic route. If I see a Christmas tree farm, maybe we can “kill two birds” and go ahead and take one home…Byron says the many hours of wind would kill it…oh well.

Maybe tomorrow after church.

C U @ C3! Peace out.