Road Trip

Although being a grandmother is an adventure of itself, we decided that we needed even more adventure in our life and planned a weekend trip to attend my nephew's wedding. The wedding was being held at a small resort in Arkansas -- so it was ripe for adventure.

Being on a budget, I decided that I could beat the price of staying at the golf resort. (I have a history of searching out mostly successful out of the ordinary places to stay when we travel.) So, I found a lovely cabin at Puddin' Ridge Farm, which was only about 20 minutes from the wedding site. What a treat!!!! The cabin was lovely, and among the other animals, the farm had miniature horses. The whole herd, including two new babies, greeted us at the gate when we arrived. It is nice to get back to my country roots occasionally -- and the sign at the gate reminding us to make sure it closed after us so the horses did not "escape" was a nice reminder of that country trust I grew up with.

The wedding was lovely, the weather was ideal, and the cream puffs for the chocolate fountain were my favorite food. Baby was remarkably well behaved during the 20+ hours he was confined to the carseat for the weekend. Mommy got a little carsick on the twisting, rolling road, but Baby did fine. Did you know that you can amuse a baby for about 15 minutes just opening and closing the coat hanger tabs in a van?

Happy grandmothering to all of you out there. Ya'll come back now, y'hear?