Like almost two weeks old. We were coming home from Brownsville. Santi slept almost three hours straight in the car, which is wild. When he woke up he was not happy. Screamin mad. Stop car and unbuckle him - all smiles.
So we stopped for a little breather in TX country.
Smelling the flowers.
Ok Santi, happy time is over. Back in the car.
He lasted all the way to Lockhart for some Black's BBQ. Sofia hated it. It did kind of suck. Last time I went by myself and I loved it. Oh well.
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