We recently finished a whirlwind trip to Georgia. We left VA at 9:00am and after 13 hours in the car arrived at Bubbie and Zayde's house about 10:00 that night. Thankfully for us, Doodle is an excellent car rider. Give her a movie, some snacks, and let her stretch her legs every couple of hours and she is good to go. The only negative about her travel style is that she doesn't nap well in the car. So, she finally took a nap on this trip around 5:00. She slept till 7:30. Which meant when we got to Bubbie and Zayde's at 10:00 she was rearing and ready to go. It took her less than 10 minutes to unpack some little friends and get settled in!
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| March 7 (231/365) |
Bubbie and Zayde have taken their role as grandparents vey seriously. They rarely tell Doodle no, and pretty much follow her every command. Don't get me wrong, they make her behave and follow our general rules and routines, but they let her do things we would normally say no to or limit. For example, Bubbie has a tray with candles and glass rocks on it. About 2 years ago Doolde discovered the rocks. I told her she could have 2 rocks. Bubbie got her a plaistic cup, removed the candles and told her to have fun. I (along with Zayde) told her to have fun finding rocks for the next 6 weeks:) Well, this trip we found a no-no we can all agree on. As I was getting out of the shower I heard a loud metallic crashing sound. I got dressed and walked into the hall to find Doodle upstairs looking through the railing/catwalk. My Favoritest was down stairs with a stuffed Abby Cadabby in his hands. He was telling Doodle not to throw things off the catwalk. I looked at where Abby hit the ground, and knew that wasn't the noise I heard. I looked to the left, and found the original crime scene. Elmo, who lucky for all of us had only grazed the antique, straight from Turkey, irreplaceable samovar. It's nice to know that we can all agree this is a bad game:)
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| March 8 (232/365) |
The next morning, Bubbie took the day off and we had a girls day! We started with a pedicure and then we took a special trip to Feinbrook Farm, the home of some of our adopted family. Uncle Philip taught me to ride a bike and drive a car. He is like the pied piper when kids are around and he always has something to show them! He didn't disappoint Doodle! He had a calf that needed to be fed with a bottle. Doodle wasn't so sure to start with, but after a few minutes, she was curious enough to give it a try!
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| March 9 (233/365) |
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