Dragging a Wheel ....

We packed up our campsite this morning exhausted, elated with our vacation and sad that we had to leave.  Scott almost changed our vacation a couple weeks ago and he decided to hang with it.   In the end, we are so glad we didn't change it.  We really did have a good time.  Every night, the boys got to sleep and snuggle with their dad and I got to fall asleep almost every night holding Erica's hand.   Scott said he woke up last night to Spencer sleeping sideways in the bed and doing everything possible to shove his feet up under his belly!!  Spencer prefers to sleep with his feet under some part of your body ... he has always been this way!!!  

Anyway, we got everything packed and loaded up the car with the kids.  Scott put it in drive and we started moving to the sound of this horrible grinding in the car.  We stopped and wondered what in the world .... to which we actually started moving again thinking maybe it would go away.  Nope, didn't go away.  Now keep in mind, we only went a matter of 20 feet or so.  But the camper next door waved us down and I rolled my window down.  He yelled over, "Your wheel is down."  We again wondered for a second what this meant thinking the wheels on the camper were locked which made no sense at all.  But he pointed and yelled it again just to be sure we heard him and then it dawned on Scott what it was.  So as he jumped out to remove it, the camper said, "First time camping?"  I yelled, "Nope.  Third."  And he yelled, "Ya need a checklist."  I yelled, "Yep."  It was one of those Jeff Foxworthy moments and I wasn't sure whether we would get the "and here's your (stupid) sign" or if he would get it for asking .... seriously, who forgets to raise the wheel....I highly doubt veteran campers ever forget this!!   So we pulled away waving at our new friend and laughing our butts off at ourselves ... and later saying to one another at random moments, "First time camping?"