We Arrived

23 Apr

After three weeks of travel and an excrutiatingly painful (well, not quite) overnight delay in Denver, the boys and I finally made it to Alabama.  Amazingly enough Solomon remembered where we were primarily because of the horses.  He totally associates horses with his “Alabama Grandma”.  It didn’t take long for Sid to figure out where we were as well.  As soon as he laid eyes on Grandpa’s Gator he was ready for a ride.  He is continuing his obsession with driving around the farm non-stop on the gator.  It is literally the first thing he thinks of in the morning.

We were in for a few new surprises this time as well when Sol was greated by Pokey the pony –now called Pokes — and when the new mini-gator made it’s appearance.

 

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