We left Friday morning headed to go meet Daddy. All was going as planned, until we traveled over the river bridge into Memphis. Traffic came to a stand still, and Caroline's blue eyes opened to see what all the action was about. After forty minutes we finally creeped along to the next exit, which was a half mile down the interstate. Caroline and I were in for a little detour. 
We took the next exit to find a gravel road ahead of us. When we finally reached the next red light, we found ourselves in the part of Memphis that you see in the movies. The part that a mother and child should not find themselves. 
After my GPS took us to this sign...we were back on track.
We arrived at the hotel with big smiles and ready to see our Daddy.
Caroline got to ride on the luggage rack for the first time this weekend.
After talking with Tanya this weekend we decided that we would give Caroline her first sip of Mr. Pibb. I do not think that she even got enough to taste. Matt and I tried a new Mediterranean restaurant called Pita Hut. We highly recommend it!
Daddy and Caroline
Daddy and Caroline
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