We like road trips, so we took a little one over to Amarillo. There just past the city off the side of the highway are ten cadillacs buried nose down in the field. With graffiti encouraged by the masses.
We headed that way with five kids and six cans of spray paint.
two warnings:
don't set your spray paint down for a second. people throw half used cans on the ground and other scavenge them, if you turn your back on yours it will get taken.
if you take a three year old way out in the field to pee, an artsy fartsy woman with a scarf on a hot day might make a rude comment to you.
but breastfeeding seemed to be ignored by most :)
Palo Duro Canyon will be a blog for another day.
post-edit: the flesh you see is PJ's elbow not me..I'm a poet and I don't know it and my foot's a longfellow.
