Road trip!

Here we are, in Glasgow, KY. The 3-1/2 hour trip wasn't nearly as bad as I'd planned. Charissa did great in spite of my feelings that this is too soon. (Yes, I still feel this is too early to take her away from home, but it was either that or let her brother suffer for another week. Which is worse?) She's enjoyed the trip and the attention (here goes another three days getting her back from "Entertain Me 24/7 Central) and she slept all night, to boot!

Cute: Bart wasn't here when we got here, so I called him and he came running. She was on the floor playing when he came in. (Of course, no one existed in his mind except for her.) He said, "Hi, Charissa!" She looked at him for a second like, "I know you...oh, yeah...OH, YEAH!!!" and she smiled all over the house. They have been nearly inseparable ever since.

Another cute/interesting story: the minister's wife let me borrow her Pack-n-Play for Charissa. When I put her in it last night--asleep, mind you--her eyes popped open and she looked around to see where she was. (All parents know that feeling and it happens especially when you're struggling to hold your eyes open yourself.) I thought, "Oh great," but she just looked for a moment and realized there were no rails, but there was this great netty stuff. She lay there scratching the net all around her for about 15 minutes or so before she finally drifted off. New texture, new experience. Again, she took it all in.

We're headed home this afternoon. I'm wondering what her reaction will be considering she has never returned anywhere after sleeping in a new spot. I'm thinking she's thinking that this is going to be life--to be shuffled from one place to another, with no real spot to be. She seems to be understanding, though, that we're here, regardless. That's good.