Quack.

Although we're not seeing the Oregon Ducks while we're up there (wrong season!), I still somehow feel compelled to reference them in my blog somehow. The same way I feel the need to mention Dutch Brothers, blueberries, the ocean, and my in-laws' dogs. Also drippy items from Taco Bell and snow because I think every single time we've driven up there, it's involved stopping at a dirty Taco Bell in Weed, CA, ordering something disgusting and then getting back in the car just as Nolan has successfully lobbed a snowball into my shirt.

Usually with this look on his face:

And then it soaks into my pants and the rest of the ride is delightful.