When I was living in France, I would take walks up into the mountains behind my host family's house. There were miles of trails that led to amazing views of little farms and a giant yellow chateau (a mini castle) that was still fully operational. I would always scheme about how I might make it inside the gates to get a peak at the inside of the place. The other draw to the mountains was a gypsy camp. I had to walk right past it to get anywhere at all on the trails. The French call gypsies "les gens de voyage," the traveling people. I would try to imagine what it would be like to live life on the road, to enjoy moving, not to long for a hometown and the geography around it.
This past week I was a gypsy mamma. The fact that I was only this for a week probably negates any claim I can make to the title of gypsy, but it is such a pretty word that I want to continue to use it. My beloved Tom, sweet baby Piper Joy, and I covered 2000 miles in one week in my new mom car, the Rav4, to see old friends. It was a crazy, busy, yet fulfilling and rejuvenating trip . And now, a little bit about my gypsy travels.
When I first told Piper we would be taking a road trip to Memphis, Nashville, Indianapolis, and St. Louis, she did this:
Then I told her we would be seeing other babies and some funny friends of her Daddy's. She became amenable to the idea. I could even detect a hint of excitement in her expression.
But that may have been about the bread in a bag. Hard to tell.
Because it is nearly Easter, I bought my beloved Tom and myself some festive masks to get us in the road trip mood. We left at 8:30 a.m. wearing these.
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| Just try to find Tom's eyes. |
First stop, Memphis, TN, eight hours northeast, to visit three friends from college. We said hello to Emily and Matt Bowden, played with their two year old, Charlie, who was very taken with Piper, and reconnected with my dear friend, Lynda Raiford who was our lovely hostess. She made us a wonderful home-cooked meal and got us off on the right foot the next morning. She was also a big hit with Piper. She had really cool toys.
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| Baby Girl Paradise |
After brunch with Warren Campbell at the Majestic in downtown Memphis, on the most blustery day sweet baby Piper Joy has ever encountered, we departed for Nashville, home of the Deans. Michael and Ruthie that is. They gave us pizza and played with Piper. My beloved Tom wore his special new shirt for the occasion. Here he is with his daughter at his friend Mikey's house.
And here are the rest of us in the kitchen as well!
I have so enjoyed getting to know these two. They are a unique couple. They have co-authored a book called "Real Men Don't Text" which comes out soon. I can't wait to read it!
Next we headed up to Indy to see these guys. The ole college buddies who are all now dads. I think they are all still in shock, although they are wonderful, loving fathers whose kids are precious.
It was good to spend some time with "the wives" as well. Here is Kayla Holloway with her daughter and mine!
Piper certainly seems to be enjoying herself!
We got to take sweet baby Piper and her new friend Naomi to the art museum! Their dads nearly got kicked out for playing on the escalator. Then they shaped up as evidenced by this picture:
Piper is still learning to appreciate art, so we spent some time at the kid exhibit... where you can draw on the walls. More up our alley. Tom's and Jimi's that is.
With many promises of magical Google conference calls (which have taken place since, well done all!), we left Indiana for St. Louis and my college room mate, Deborah. She is a much better picture-taker than I am as you will see from the following. We stayed in her beautiful apartment, walked miles and miles to the zoo, and spent some good time with her brother, Jeff, and niece, Natalie. Natalie taught Piper many things.
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| Deborah's Apartment. I envy her. |
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| Like father like daughter... lengthy. |
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| At the zoo where we saw... Penguins!!! |
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| More Penguins!!! |
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| And even more amazing... Puffins!!! |
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| Piper napped while Tom and I panted the five miles back to Deborah's apt. |
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| Us! |
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| Babies! |
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| Natalie most graciously reading her Disney book to Piper. |
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| Piper approving of the whole experience. |
This is what I learned from the trip, Road Trip 2013 - I am not a gypsy! Well, I kind of already knew it, but it is now certainly a confirmed fact. I love having a place to come home to. I enjoy familiarity. I like being settled. But, being gone for an extended period of time did what it is so good at doing; it showed me my everyday life in a way that made me want to come back to it. Now that we have returned and Piper doesn't sleep and neither do I, and the laundry and dishes pile up, and everything everywhere is covered in pine pollen, it is easy to forget what I was looking at so fondly from 2000 miles away. But there is goodness here because this is my home.
Au revoir then, gypsy mamma... until Spring Break next year!
But that may have been about the bread in a bag. Hard to tell.
And here are the rest of us in the kitchen as well!
Piper is still learning to appreciate art, so we spent some time at the kid exhibit... where you can draw on the walls. More up our alley. Tom's and Jimi's that is.
My pictures win!! Please come back.
ReplyDeleteI very much approve of Piper's ears and how straight she keeps her arms. This update has made my weekend!
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