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We just got back from the drive-ins. Its late. 12:42 to be exact. I have to mitigate how often we attempt this annual event. We do go every year, usually only once or twice. I have a couple of solid traditions that go into this thing:

Tradition number 1: peanut butter wafer cookies. Its the only time we eat them and its the major reason that I agree to going.

Tradition number 2: some sort of chips.

Tradition number 3: Pillows and blankets, and normally pajamas. Well... for the kids at least. I remember loving being in my PJ's and going to drive in's... why is this feeling awkward...

That's really it for the traditions, oh other than either suffering through plague levels of mosquitoes, or rebreathing everyone's air in a sealed up car. I choose the rebreathing while occasionally turning on the car and blasting the AC. We saw the new Ice Age, which Jenny surprisingly enjoyed, and Brave. They were both ok. The kids sat in the front passenger seat, and Jenny laid in the back. We also found out that our new Mazda 5 isn't the best for watching movies in, too low and... supine.

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