Tennessee is America's best kept secret. We went there this past weekend, and I would share pictures, except for Jesse gave my phone a bath so I have no photo evidence of our trip. But can you say rolling hills of autumn heaven? We learned a few tidbits of wisdom while down South. 1) the southern accent is contagious. It wasn't long before Caleb picked it up. Now I'm worried he'll grow his beard out and start wearing camo regularly. 2) bringing kids on a vacation will nullify the "vacation" part. 3) eating Sonic cheesy french fries on a hotel room floor with a one and two year old is way more fun than trick-or-treating in snow. 4) for the first time since Jesse's birth I witnessed my baby actually sleeping "like a baby." Both of our kids zonked out for hours in a stadium filled with thousands of screaming (mostly BYU) fans. Glorious. 5) when you get drowsy on your drive home, you can a) do the rational thing and pull over for a nap, or b) do the Caleb thing, and run laps around a gas station in 25 degree weather. So embarrassing. On the bright side, that same crazy man also showed some brilliance and resurrected my phone by running it through a "desiccator" or "decimator" or some other aggressive-sounding machine in his lab. So endearing.
At least the one photo we got was a cute one.
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