We departed our lovely DC Saturday morning.
|Stretching out. Mommy acting as sun shade.|
Somewhere in North Carolina Lily demanded dinner. MMM MMM. Sweet potatoes and carrots make for one messy meal at 80 MPH. Poor Sophie, she didn't even realize she was part of the menu. (the sweet potato covered giraffe in Lily's hand)
Before our trip could officially be over we hit a convenience store somewhere off of I-95 for a diaper change and a Diet Pepsi. As we turned in we got the distinct feeling something was off. Perhaps we had driven into a Stephen King novel. The store was surrounded by cats. Surrounded. We counted as many as we could.... 52. There were more we didn't count, but we for certain reached 52. Insane. They were well fed, all relatively plump, and very people friendly. This was definitely the highlight of this trip home.
|Literally a herd of cats.|
A few more hours of driving, and we finally reached the island. Lily traveled really well. A first! We were all pretty exhausted, and Lily struggled getting to sleep. She took a couple days to get back into the swing of things, but she's enjoying her crib again. Very importantly, Cayce and I are enjoying having our room to ourselves again. It was a struggle within my heart to extract her from our room a few months ago, but now I could definitely not go back. She's too light of a sleeper, and seeing her staring at us from the confines of her "cage" (as we called it) only made me feel more guilty. Having this knowledge is certainly a plus from the trip. It would be nice if every big milestone of "cord cutting" goes over as smoothly for me, but that's probably a bit too optimistic. We shall see.