Reborn on the bayou
On Wednesday, all of our clearances went through, and we went to sleep for two hours and woke at 2AM to start the long drive home. As much as I love a road trip, I am done with them for a while. We drove 13 hours – mostly with Tin sleeping but when he did wake up, we would stop at McDonald’s or one time in the woods of Mississippi and feed him and play and then off we’d go all over again. By the time, I arrived in New Orleans, I was pale and about to keel over. Older mom indeed. Older mom road warrior – been there, done that.
But Tin is home – and so are we – yippee. Loca and Wolfie and even Bam Bam liked Tin right from the get go and more importantly whether sensing our improved spirits or just digging the LaLa, the bayou, and the light – Tin’s whole attitude improved greatly. His nose cleared up, his eyes lit up, and he started laughing a lot more.
We spent Thursday late afternoon unloading the car, setting up his pack and play crib and meeting Aunt Jerri and Aunt Andree, then we all went to sleep road weary but very happy.
So begins Tin’s life on the bayou.
