Trip to Florida, Part 2

For our second week of vacation, we made the long haul up to Granddad's house. After 12 hours of driving, sitting in traffic, changing diapers in a variety of places, and dining at the finest establishment one can find at an interstate exit (Erik and Bailey both experienced Cracker Barrel for the first time), we were very relieved to arrive. On most days Bailey had some happy and fussy times at the beach, was a trooper about going out for lunch, played happily in the grass as we played croquet, and then went to sleep before we had fabulous seafood dinners.