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We all got our faces licked by MFH’s sister’s pit bull–a good dog, but overflowing with energy.

I saw my grandma (alive) for probably the last time.

OLC learned how to press the buttons on a toy fire engine to make the lights and siren turn on. She later applied this new skill to the power button on the motel TV.

Travelling with a fourteen-month-old is much easier than travelling with a three-month-old, but still very hard. They can only eat so many raisins and goldfish crackers and french fries in the car seat. She seems to have gained a pound or so just from the trip; riding in the car seat unable to climb around.

Most of the world is not toddler-proofed. Great-grandma actually has a knife rack mounted in the cabinet under the kitchen sink.

Fifty percent of the time, the door to the motel bathroom won’t latch; toddler will get into bathroom, play around the base of the toilet, and unroll all the toilet paper.

It doesn’t matter how much you pack up the night before; if you’re travelling with MFH, you’re not going to get out of town much before the crack of noon.

It was very nice to be able to leave OLC with the relatives and just wander off for a while.

MFH talked me into bringing my snowshoes, and I did actually get out on them for a little tromp.

I was able to transplant a sewing machine from one cabinet to another. I had an old $3 yard sale sewing machine in cabinet that I had never even tried out. My mom gave me her not-quite-so-old sewing machine, and I put it in the better cabinet and brought it back with me. I think it takes low-shank presser feet, and so it will work with the foofy accessories that I found once at a rummage sale. New toy! New toy! It needs cleaning and oiling though.