This past weekend, the kids and I took a little road trip to Little Rock, leaving Kevin at home in Oxford to get some work done. I love that we live close enough—just a four-hour drive—to my friends and family back home, that I can bop over just about any time I feel like it. And even though we were all battling illness the whole weekend, we had a pretty great time: playing in Mae Mae's big back yard, visiting the Children's Museum, and the Arkansas State Fair, and just generally bumming around. We might have to go next month, too. Although, then I will be sure to bring Kevin with me. No only did he miss all the fun in Little Rock, he also missed getting lost in the Mississippi Delta, a sudden puke-stop with a sick three year old, and two hours of Virginia's screaming.
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