It's 8:48am and everyone's still sleeping. Well, except for Jarrod, who's at work. And Jack, who crawled into bed with Grams early this morning.
So stealing a few minutes to myself, I thought I'd spend them telling you that I made it to Atlanta and back...ending with a Mama in tow!
I don't get freaked out about traffic. I don't love it, but it's not my worst fear. That said though, I do not like the unknown. Y'all, I'm a South Dakota girl. I've never been to Atlanta for crying out loud! I had NO CLUE where the heck I was going and it was dark and it was busy. And I had six little eyes staring at me and out the window as we drove through the beautiful downtown Atlanta. I had NOT CLUE ONE, people.
But, we made it. And no, I didn't get lost. Not once! Aren't you proud?? :)
We parked and made it with about 15 minutes to spare. It was actually pretty simple to find where we were supposed to be. My kids were tired, antsy as could be, and could. not. WAIT to see their grams.
Oh! and when they finally saw her....
Neck hugs, partial tackles, little squeals...a beautiful sight to see.
A quick stop for bags and a touch up and we were back on our way...
In all my life, I don't know if I've seen my mom smile like that...like with her whole being. She missed them babies, I think ;)
Now I'm hearing rustling, and I just pulled THIS out of the oven so I better go.
It's gonna be a great week.