Granddad (my stepdad) drove to Memphis to meet us, where we parked my car and piled into his, literally. This was such a huge help because everytime we needed to stop for Karis to eat, he took Enoch out and played to give him a break from the car. Google says it should've taken 6-7 hours of driving, but I think it ended up taking us 11-13 both times because of needing to stop so much! The pic below is of them at a rest stop checking out all the semi trucks. :)
And then of course as soon as we arrived at Granddad's house, there was some wrestling and Otis playing. You can imagine how excited Enoch was to have unlimited access to Otis. :-)
Every morning at 6:30 am, this is the face that greeted me, calling "mama, mama, mama!?!?"
Enoch also got to help Granny Sandy (my mom) feed the chickens, turkeys, and ducks every morning.
Karis did a lot of her normal routine (eating, tummy time, being sweet, sleeping, etc.), though I'm certain she loved all of the extra holding and attention.
This is typically how Enoch spent the first hour of his mornings since he woke up so early! He got to play while Karis ate and I got dressed.
At Papa Steve and Granny Susie's house (my dad and stepmom), there were lots of helpers! They (my niece & nephew) did a great job playing with the kids. :)
Then we visited MaaMaa, PaaPaa, and Aunt Wanda. Little Man really enjoyed their small dog, Sophie (look between the rockers, below) as well as MaaMaa's ice box pickles!
And sweet Karis was snuggled the entire time. :)
As you may have gathered, Hugh wasn't able to come because he had to work, but it was still a good trip. We were hoping to drive up to NWA and visit some friends who I haven't seen in over a year, but Little Man got sick the night before I was going to head up that way, so we decided to head home instead. I definitely missed seeing those mountains and my alma mater along with some of our dear friends there, but Enoch fought the fever and cough/runny nose for over a week here, so I think it was good that we made it home quickly.
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