Sunday:
We hung out at Gigi and Papa's before we had to take off back home to Austin. While we were in the den, I was sitting on the couch, and Annabelle came over to me and climbed right up into my lap on the couch. Like it was nothing. She's really becoming very determined to get places and do things. I know it won't be long till I'm going to have to utilize the baby gates more at home.
On the way home, Annabelle had what seemed to be the poop that lasted forever. Each time we thought she was done, she had more. I think it may have been the vibration of the car, or maybe the sitting still that kept things coming. Poor baby. Traveling in general usually causes some kind of constipation with her, and I'm pretty sure she will level out after we are home for a day or so.
Other than the poop, she was pretty great the whole way. Around the time we got to North Austin, both the kids were getting pretty antsy. This is when I busted out the books and one by one, passed a book to Liam, then to Annabelle, then another, then another, till we went through them all. It's a good thing we brought a ten or fifteen books.
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