There's hardly any snow left in Snoqualmie Pass. The clouds are right on top of us, and it's doing that Washington "trying to rain" thing, producing an annoying drizzle but no more. I'm glad it's not snowing, which is forecast for tomorrow. We definitely don't need to try to pull this old trailer through the snow. Tre is doing great, but he's such a typical five year old, asking every few minutes if we're there yet. I think he finally dozed off. Sleeping will definitely make it easier on him. We should get to Yelm in time for dinner and before dark. Richard isn't feeling well, and he wanted me to drive for a while, but I chickened out. Pulling a 28' trailer just makes me nervous.
We passed a military convoy, several tanks in the lead. Tre loves all things military it seems. We had a long discussion about how to succeed in life, with the emphasis mainly on getting a good education. He says he wants to be a scientist when he grows up, not a soldier. I heartily approve.
It does seem strange to leave Spokane and go to the WET SIDE when the sun was shining at home. Oh well. Ah, life in the Great Northwet.
It's all good.
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