Great Roger
You would probably love to read about something different than our trip, but I have to include this last part because it is an important detail. The day after we left on our trip, we found out that Brad's Maternal Grand Father passed away. We weren't sure how this would affect our plans. We then found out Saturday Morning, that the wake was going to be on Sunday. So, we packed up our things and planned to head out that evening, and drive through the night to get home. We ended up leaving at 4:30 with plans that Brad and I would switch off and on driving while the girls slept. When all was said and done, we arrived home at 5:30 A.M. and Brad had driven the entire 13hours. What a trouper!

(this was the usual scene, Gwen lounging, and Liv zeroed in on her show....thank goodness for the portable DVD player!)

In our family, Roger Pomeroy was better known as Great Roger. A nickname coined by Liv. He was a vibrant Great Grandfather, with a wicked happy laugh and a great Maine accent. His Great Granddaughters were the "apple of his eye." He called Liv on the 9th of every month to wish her a happy birthday, until she was 2, and he never missed a holiday to dote on his sweet girls. We will miss him, but are so glad to know that we will see him again.