As I sit here and ponder what to write for my first post, thoughts of summer keep pushing their way to the forefront. Lemonade, the smell of fresh cut grass, juicy red tomatoes straight from my garden and stifling heat are what I am craving right about now. Instead I am met with freezing temperatures and snow. Thanks a lot Polar Vortex! If I can’t have summer, then I will just have to write about it.
My family and I are creatures of habit which means we tend to do the same thing all of the time. One of our “habits” is to hop in the car after dinner and head to our local ice cream shop. This is our summertime ritual (a mighty tasty ritual, I might add). We then see where the open road takes us.
Living in Amish Country, one will never be without a back road to explore, in fact, our area is quite known for its scenic routes. We love finding a new road we have yet to travel. I get a little giddy if I find a roadside stand or store that I didn’t know about. There is nothing like buying produce straight from the farm or a delicious treat to satisfy my sweet tooth.
We have logged countless hours exploring. These hours are the memories I want my children to have. I want them to remember our adventures navigating roads that I am not sure are meant to be roads, our laughs at my attempts to get the perfect picture of a bright red barn, and our excitement when we find the best strawberries in all of Ohio. I want them years from now to ask, “Mom remember that one time when . . .” and hopefully the question is followed with an endearing story about my uncanny ability to get us home before we run out of gas.
We are never asked, “Are we there yet?” because we never know where we are going! To some that may be intimidating. I mean, how many people actually like to get lost on curvy roads that seem to go on forever? I would imagine not many, although the goodies I find are always awesome, so that may change some minds. The being together part is all that really matters. How families choose to spend their time together should be fun. It’s up to you to create memories to last a lifetime, even if that means playing monopoly for hours and hours on end!
I am all too aware that our little road trips might not be as appealing to my children as they grow older. There is usually no cell service out in the hills, which to a teenager means being out of the loop for a few hours, and you just can’t have that! In the meantime, I am determined to make as many trips as we can, eat as much ice cream as possible, and most importantly take the road less traveled . . .