With a little help from a friend we like to call the GPS.  Yep, we broke down and bought one a couple of months ago when we hit the road to Gatlinburg.  We realize how much traveling we’d be doing over the next year and thought this would be essential.

We did not account for, however, our dearest Josiah serving as accountability partner to our GPS.

GPS:  In point 3 miles turn right.   (wait, wait) Turn right.
Josiah:  Turn right dada, turn right.

With the aid of the GPS and a little help from Josiah (who has no clue which way is right and still request Mark go when the light is red…”Go dada, ‘urry.”), we should arrive at our destination.

Pray for us.