Have We Lost Our Minds?
Pregnant with our fourth child, my husband has a moment of inspiration and suggests a cross-country family trip during maternity leave.
Woke up around the usual 8:00 am but when hotel breakfast ends at 9:00, a little rushing is due. George scoped out the goods and reported back that he was okay with skipping it in favor of finding a little cafe. Carb laden fare is right up the girls alley though. I took the elders down in pjs while Tiny slept a little while longer. She might be tiny but fierce and mean when she is tired.
I am not the only one that swoons over matching pjs. Tiny, Brogden, and George quickly met us and the crowds went wild when there were three. The girls went wild too. Making all sorts of food requests. I was fetching items for 25 minutes before I got to sit down and eat a bowl of oatmeal myself. George asked if I was going to eat a beignet over his coffee. Again. This has been a huge decision since I really, really, really, really want one but it would upset Brogden's tummy. With being on the road, in close quarters, and without my washing machine, I did not know if it was worth it. I shared all of those points and that I was still contemplating the idea.
We had discussed visiting the Gulf Coast Exploreum Science Center in Mobile and ultimately decided to press on to New Orleans since that was one of the main stops we wanted to visit.
Breakfast did not satisfy big George; he found a cafe/coffee shop that he wanted to check out on the way out of town. He has been very efficient at finding coffee whenever we are so I trust this will be a good choice. Turned out not only to be the most delicious granola apart from my homemade but they had cake balls for the rest of the family. The girls behind the counter included two extra balls that the girls shared with daddy. George hung out inside for the coffees and I took the crew outside for a table in the courtyard. He overheard the two employees discussing how to present the granola since it is not something they normally sell on its own. They choose well because I was awarded a bowl, a real bowl, with granola and blueberries and sliced strawberries and bananas all drizzled with honey. IT WAS A TREAT! It was also a great place for pictures seeing that it was at the corners of something and George Street. If you find yourself in Mobile, AL, then make a trip to Cream and Sugar.
Onward to Mississippi. Pretty skies and marshlands provided the scenery on the drive.
Girls had just settled in for the ride. Shoes off. Mississippi here. Bubble and Daddy practice spelling. Rest of us are ready to get back on the road.
Brogden was the most excited about the break for Louisiana state line picture. He was getting desperate to stretch. Inside the welcome center, Biscuit charmed the ladies into coloring packets for all the sisters. I lied and said yes we had crayons for them. Wax colored sticks in a car asking to melt. No thank you. Biscuit does love to flip through the pages to tell me the animals she sees. I do not think she realizes they were supposed to be colored. Winning.
Bridges, water, and the Folgers plant greet us in New Orleans.
Found the Airbnb reserved for the night. Girls find great pleasure in weighting themselves. I document to reference for Tylenol dosing on the trip. Fun and educational.
Nobody is surprised when George wants to walk to a coffee shop for a treat. Biscuit has wised up to our parenting style and brings herself a bagel. Just in case we don't feed her. Again.
Bubble carries Bubble when she is nervous. She was extremely nervous about the Airbnb. It was an older New Orleans home and out of her comfort zone. Maybe it was the Princess and the Frog movie from the trip here that is making her think the apartment is haunted with spirits. Biscuit takes a treat. And a knife. Got to be prepared on the streets.
Treme Coffeehouse was a huge hit. Girls got their classic 'wedding cake' snoball, George got 'tiger's blood', and I rounded out the order with marzipan Italian soda sans cream since it was made in front of us. We are indeed an almond flavor family between snoballs, sodas, and car snacks.
George and I ordered iced coffee and tea to go for the hot walk back. Sorry girls, you got mommy's ice. Headed up north of the city to visit with one of my old friends and co-workers. Girls loved their backyard. The Georges loved their swing. Amazon will be delivering this contraption to our house. Bet you five dollars.
Catfish so good you could slap somebody. Children bribed with juice boxes to eat two pieces. Successful gamble. Girls found out they liked catfish and ate more fish then french fries. Legos came out and I thought Biscuit was going to try to move in. Said our goodbyes. So sad but I get to see her at huge work functions.
Made our way back to New Orleans. No showers tonight. I'm counting the water gun fight. Bubble did not even make a fuss but George did sleep in the same room as her. We all fall asleep in our clothes leaving me wondering if I should mail home pajamas to make more room in the car.
Steps taken: 8,651
Miles driven: 281.7