Blair: “My name is Inigo Montoya!”
Me: “Pre-pare to die!”
Blair: “Pre-pare to die!”
This is one of our new car games. I’ve also been annoying Rowan every time I see two silos next to each other. “Look, Ro! Eleven!” since we started the road trip on Rowan’s eleventh birthday.
At 5:25 a.m. this morning I awoke to the sound of hundreds of West Point cadets hoo-rahing over morning P.T. Rowan was annoyed that they were so loud when we were trying to sleep until I informed her that it was actually us who were on their turf, not the other way around.