Anya and I are visiting my family this week. Here’s a short log of the trip so far:

Day 1: Drive a little bit. Get stuck in the state’s largest annual garage sale / flea market. Drive a long way. Get lost in the middle of nowhere. Drive some more. Baby farts. Arrive. Baby proof house.

Day 2: Wake up at 5:30. Baby poops two times before anyone else wakes up. Cook breakfast. Baby poops. Go to lunch at Sonny’s. Go to commissary and buy diapers and oreos. Baby poops.

Day 3: Go to The Goodwill Emporiumiumiumium and buy lots of very cheap baby clothes. Baby poops. Go to lunch/dinner. Baby knocks sippy cup into bowl of salsa. Baby poops. Watch four hours of Project Runway.

Day 4: Sleep until 6:30. Dad makes breakfast of french toast. Learn how to roll up acorns with the acorn picker-upper. Realize forgot to apply anti-stink to armpits. Go into room to get anti-pit-stink. Baby wakes up from nap in cage. Snuggle baby to get her to sleep. Fall asleep. Get hair cut by a real hair cut person for the first time in three years. Eat wings. Baby poops.

To be continued…