"Wanna move to Alaska?"
Heard those words spoken by my future son-in-law to my daughter this afternoon.
On a lazy fourth of July afternoon, after the cookout, the marathon game of Risk and a couple of episodes of "Teen Mom" on Netflix (that's a hard one to admit) I walked into our family room to find my fsil looking online at houses in the Alaskan wilderness, a place he wants to sweep my oldest daughter away too once they are married in six months. Yep, that's the plan this afternoon.
Happy 4th of July!