When we went to Raleigh last weekend, we broke up our trip so that we wouldn't have to drive the 5 hours all at once or get a hotel there. My mom happened to be going to see my grandma in Dillon the same day we were leaving for Raleigh. Since Dillon was on the way, we decided to stay there for the night and make the remainder of the trip the next morning.
I haven't been to Dillon in a really long time. I have so many wonderful memories of going, like riding 4-wheelers (my favorite), playing with my cousins, brushing the horses' hair, driving my grandpa's pickup truck and loving the open land. These memories came rushing as soon as we were pulling into my grandma's drive.
I was so glad for Jeremy and Finn to see a place I had so many good times too. We all enjoyed being in the country and made a day of memories ourselves.
[Finn's favorite thing right now is trucks. So you can imagine his wonder when he saw all these. Let's just say there were a ton of "trucks!" "honk hoooonk's!""wow's!" & "whoa's!"]