The girls in our family left home last week while my dear husband renovated our only full bathroom.
Other than the excellent time we had at the doctor's office and ER, things were rather normal:
We saw native wildlife.
Had a pillow fight in the back of the truck.
Spent time with Grandma Kitty in KC.
Ran into some dinosaurs.
My Littlest Girl passed out before we got out of the parking lot of the gardens, still holding the brochures.
My Indian Princess, not so much.
Went to a car show.
Had some ice cream.
Fed the goats.
My Littlest Girl squealed every time a goat licked the food out of her hands.
Every time she squealed the big turkey gobbled at her.
Apparently she's fluent in fowl.
Went for a bike ride.
Went fishin' with Papa.
Baked cupcakes for Mema's tea party.
And had a marvelous time, just hanging out.
We all missed Daddy, but we couldn't have asked for a better visit with Mema and Papa.