Mind you, Kyra is now full time in panties (alright, so I lied again... but diapers while sleeping doesn't count). A 8 1/2 hour trip turned into 12 hours once we finished stopping on every. single. exit to check out their bathrooms. Because, you know how terrible it would be if we actually had to miss an exit or two.
We were geared up. Sunglasses- check, snacks- check, three hundred books because Kyra would rather read a book then play with any kind of toy- check, Kyra's sheep from Scotland (a.k.a. Baa)- check. We were ready to roll.






Once we exited that shit hole, we entered a slightly less of a shit hole. At the Pizza Hut 20 miles down the road the stench of manure was still around, but tolerable. The flies were also still hanging out, but in smaller swarms. We at least thought we could find something non-dairy for Kyra to eat as their menu offered Ham and Cheese sandwiches. So we ordered one for her, with out the cheese and stressed the issue that she was ALLERGIC TO DAIRY and not to ignore this request. A ham sandwich was served, sans a slice of cheese, but with baked cheese on top of the bread! Those Maryland folks were missing a few important screws, if you get my drift.
Once we made it past the Mason Dixon line we stayed the night at a friends house. I have no pictures or proof of this, you'll just have to take my word on the matter. Once our house hunting search was finished, and by finished what I mean is we couldn't find the damned place, gave up and found something better to do- like stop at a local park and play on the swings.
And we took a walk through a really creepy Blair Witch style wooded area. The farther back we went along the trail the further away from civilization we were and no signs of an end were near. My girl friend and I even sent our husbands ahead of us to see how close were were to finishing. When the boys came back they said we should turn around, no end to the trail was ever found.
On our way home the next day we made one of our many pit stops for Kyra in a Food Lion grocery store. In the parking lot this tractor was creeping through on its way to plow (or do whatever this kind of tractor does) a small acre size field in between the Food Lion parking lot and the Sonic in front of it. Odd place for a field I thought, but I guess that's why they didn't consult me when making these decisions.
Finally, all of that culminates to this: on the 12 hour drive there Kyra mastered her vampire/bat line. Okay, so she hasn't quite mastered it as she still garbles the words, but she has the rhythm down. If you can speak Toddler you'd know exactly what she was saying. For your viewing pleasure, I present this video to you all. Enjoy.
She really is adorable!
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting trip! Love all the pictures. And the video is so CUTE! She is precious!
ReplyDeleteWow. A toddler on a 12-hour trip and you are still alive to write about it!
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Great pics!!!
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