...to Grammie's house we went!
Always up for an adventure (and change of scenery) the kids and I packed up our sleeping bags and pj's and headed a few blocks across town to Grandma's house this past weekend for an overnight campout. Woooohoooo!
It doesn't take much to impress this bunch let me tell you...no swimming pool, no room service, not even a phone by the bed that rings with a sweet wake up call. Nope. Just a pile of sleeping bags, spread out wherever someone could find a bit of couch or floor space, a good movie, homemade chex mix and Twizzlers. Thank you grandma for getting us (me) out of the same four walls, and out of our snow-days rut. We love you!
The men (my dad, my dear husband, and my younger brother) had an adventure of their own as they headed down south to help my older brother move. He and his family are moving north (closer to home) from Jacksonville to Knoxville, where the guys met them to help unload the moving truck.
