Day 1

All packed up and ready to pull out of the garage:

The first day was a very weird start for a vacation.

We left in the afternoon. I hate leaving on a trip first thing in the morning. That always ensures that I will not sleep at all the night before because I'm thinking about making sure I pack my stupid toothbrush once I get up.

Our first stop was about 45 minutes away where we attended the first birthday celebration of a very adorable little girl.

Evelynn really knows how to party:


Here she is, pre-cake-wrestling with her parents, Cupcake Mama and Papa:


Isn't she sweet?

Afterward, we hopped back in the car and drove another 45 minutes to where we promptly checked into a motel.

This confused my family to no end since we had hardly traveled at all and it was still fairly early.


"It'll all make sense eventually," I told them.

(What I didn't tell them was that we needed to be somewhere at 5:30 the next morning and since I found a motel for $60 (!) that was located only 15 minutes from our destination, I had to take it. If we'd stayed at home, we would have had to get up at 2:30 in the morning and drive for two hours, hoping the entire time that we wouldn't be late.)

Hee hee hee...