Day 3 (Scroll down and start with Day 1)

Mom and dad were a little groggy on Sunday, but still got up with me at 6 AM. Who wants to sleep in when there's so much to do in a day? Great-grandma had her famous sausage pinwheels waiting for everyone except for me, as usual. They must have been good because they disappeared before I could say, "goo goo, gah gah."

Since dad got to eat the good stuff, I decided I'd eat his thumb. Teething is a bitch.

For my next course, I thought I'd try my foot.

It's almost winter time back in Michigan, so I tried on my new hat.

The rest of the day was spent relaxing and packing since we were leaving early the next day. And morning came quick. Grandpa GA drove us to Atlanta for our flight out and we all hoped it would go as smooth as the flight down.

It started out well, but some delays caused us to sit around for a little while, which made me cranky. I took a couple of naps and we were in Detroit before I knew it.

Home sweet home. I enjoyed my weekend of many firsts and the opportunity to see everyone. We go back around Christmas, so I hope to be walking and talking by then. So what if my expectations are ridiculously high, because that's how I roll.