Vann and I have learned a valuable lesson: there IS such a thing as too much fast food. I love Sonic. Because there isn’t one in Chicago, I insisted we stop for some cheese coney/cherry limeade action…and then miiiight have also stopped at McDonald’s later for an apple pie and some snack wraps, just to get us through those last two hours of Indiana traffic. This little road food adventure has left us both a little green around the gills, so I hope you’ll excuse the short post about Tennessee.

The most important thing you need to know is that Charlie is having a ball with her Grandparents and Aunt Janet. We have checked in on her every night, and are pleased to report she’s getting a ton of time outside and is having no trouble crashing at night after a long day of running and playing.

We are back from the cabin, which was lovely, and are embarking on our “home improvement” journey tomorrow. The first step is to buy boxes, have our bookshelves hauled away, and pack up said library to be stowed downstairs for future use. We need that corner after all, as we have more precious cargo that needs a place to sleep other than Charlie’s pajama drawer. I am also dropping Siena off to be bathed and groomed (yes, cats need tender love and care, too) and will be ordering Charlie’s fabulous cake tomorrow as well.

Here are some pictures of Charlie in her Tennessee Sunday best…