Then we loaded up about a bazillion bags of laundry into the party van and headed out. To Paragould. Destination: my parents' house. Objective: laundry city! You betcha, I took my laundry to my parents'. (What am I, 18?)
Highlights from the day:
Lunch courtesy of McDonald's (and Mom). Yum, yum! (and as always, slight indigestion afterwords.)
Rest time zoning out to High School Musical 2! (Yes, I caved. For my little almost 4 going on 13...)
Enjoying beautiful views and weather!
Piles and piles of laundry! This was just the first batch of many.
And, for posterity, I need to mention that I somehow scratched the whole side of my van on our brick mailbox. One of these days, when my husband starts talking to me again, we'll laugh about this. Um, not today.
*oh yeah, our washing machine blew up on Sunday.