Georgia

Before our plane even landed, I was trying to convince Nick to move us all to Georgia.  The bright leaves on every tree, the sound of them crunching under our feet as we walked through the campsite, the pot pie and fried okra.  The accent?!  I'm completely won over.  Having visited the south during more extreme weather months, all my pleas didn't sway Nick one bit.  We did have a great time during the short trip, though.  The big girls had stayed back home with Nana and Papa, so after the anxiety of being so many miles from them wore down (but never off), we enjoyed our time doting on Havanna and giving her lots of love.  We went to the NIM museum on the base and stayed in an adorably rustic cabin just minutes away.  Nevermind the fist size cockroach I discovered in the bathroom.  We spent a night in Atlanta with Nick's cousin Allison and had the opportunity to visit the Aquarium and the Coke Museum.  All in all, it was a great trip.  Next time, I'm sacrificing our bank account and just taking all the kids with us though.  Five days without my daughters was too much for me!