Grace enjoyed fun filled days of horse riding, puppy loving, cake baking, tea party going, runway stomping, trampoline jumping, bubble blowing, running, swimming, park & Barbie play in the country. However, the nights brought sadness as mama's lullabies just weren't the same via T-Mobile. Taking the party on the road, the grand adventure took her from southeast Missouri to Kentucky for a Sweet 16 celebration like none other at Auntie Mel's house. Yes, more friends that love like family. I heart my college roommates.
After catching up with my friends & recovering from the sugar (SWEET 16, did I mention?), we were on our way back home & back to normalcy. Though ready to come back home, she was not ready to go back to school. Grace, then a kindergartner, had already begun with the "I don't wanna go to school" bit about an hour into the journey.
We took a potty break just before crossing the Kentucky/Indiana border. It was quite the quaint little town at a decent enough looking gas station. The attendant's accent was very thick, but then again it doesn't take much communication finesse to score the key when the girl is clearly doing the potty dance.
Once inside the tiny, yet clean, bathroom Grace indignantly said, "I can't wait to get out of this country & back to the city where people speak our own language."
And we went glee, glee, glee all the way home where we all speak "city".
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