Back From the Tarheel State--Part 1

What an adventure we had! Bronwen is a great jet setter, riding in her Baby Bjorn through airports, trains, and planes and drooling shamelessly all the way. Mom (aka "Mimi") picked us up at the airport, and we motored home to Shelby with Bronwen telling Mimi all about the trip on the way home. (Granted, it sounded much like some tribal clicking language, but we know she was expressing extremely complex thoughts amid the raspberries and shrieks.)


We arrived at the new Shelby dwelling, where Mimi immediately began spoiling B with a new spiffy Halloween shirt that glowed in the dark. She also tried to spoil me with a pair of Halloween pajama pants, but alas, great minds think alike, and I had purchased the same pair 2 days before. Bronwen loved her shirt, but also enjoyed gazing the the pumpkin and mums.

While we were in NC, Bronwen got to visit with many of her adoring fans. She loved being the center of attention, and I enjoyed getting to visit with my closest friends. Laura and Tiff--so great to see you! I miss you guys like crazy. We had a houseful on Sunday afternoon, all touring Mom and Dad's new abode and spending time with Bronwen. She was especially happy to deliver her Dad's home brewed beer to Joe and Sarah. Joe was gracious enough to send Bronwen back with beer of his own. I'm sure she will enjoy it in 20 years or so. Thanks Joe!

Bronwen also got a few opportunities to visit with her Great-Grandma Stella. Stella was so happy to see the baby again and spend time with her. She even offered to skip bingo so we could stay longer--this was quite an achievement! Sadly, Bronwen was unable to spend copious amounts of time there, mainly because mom and I didn't want her to catch MRSA or great-grandma's bad attitude.



To be continued...