237,000 miles!

 The grey van turned 237,000 miles on Father's Day!

237,000 on the dot!

A few moments later, stopped at a traffic light

Father's Day was really lovely.  We had a delightful brunch, hung out in the afternoon, and headed to Venturi for a treat dinner.  It's just such a consistently good, quality, delicious experience.  It's worth going for just their salads!  But we ended up splitting a bianca, truffle, capricciosa, and fig/walnut/prosciutto.  And a Nutella/mascarpone masterpiece for dessert.

It started raining around 2, and it rained the entire evening.  We left Venturi around 9:30, and it was pouring down.  I did a little mental math and determined we'd hit 237,000 on the way home.

We were northbound on Capital Ave, climbing the hill after Cleveland, when we rolled 237,000.  I was driving, Allison was next to me sewing patches on Enzo's Scouting uniform, Luca was behind me reading, Enzo was behind Allison knitting a Wooble llama, and Madeline was in the back doing a little studying.

Enzo and I will be rolling the van to Tesomas Scout Camp next week, so I feel like the moon is rapidly approaching!