The travel to Knoxville was sort of a series of mini disasters. I went to load up the cats for their trip to the pet resort, and Ginger won the game of hide and seek. I spent 45 minutes looking for her, before deciding that she wasn't the cat that needed insulin injections and she could just stay home.
|Ginger, you go hide, I'll distract her.|
The drive should take about 6 hours. We stopped for an hour with Avery, so 7 hours.
|It's a "check what Mommy's doing" mirror!|
|I should have expected bad things after the TINY welcome sign.|
The next morning, we all socialized a bit, let my niece open her birthday present, and watched all the cousins hang out together.
|My two nieces and Avery|
|Charlie and Avery enjoyed alone time, together|
I was so thankful to be home! Avery refused to nap that afternoon, but I suppose I deserved it.
Any kid/pet travel horror stories of your own???
Would you have run along outside the cars during the traffic mess?