On the Twenty-Third Day of Advent We Drove to Detroit

After spending the night in Cudahy it was time to head to our next destination, Detroit.

For once Scott wanted to get going right away. It's usually me who is in a rush to leave. He didn't even want to wait for me to have breakfast so I grabbed a bagel and cream cheese.

Of course we had to head through Chicago to get to Detroit.

After ten bucks in tolls we made it to Indiana.

After a while there was less and less snow. So much for a white Christmas.

There was a bit more snow in Michigan. A lot of trees were iced over from a recent ice storm, but it was all gone by the time we made it to Detroit.

We met up with Katie at her Grandma-In-Law's house where Meadow got to meet her cousin Simone.

It was exciting to meet our newest baby niece.

Dennis's grandma had us eat a bunch of her Lebanese leftovers.

It was all really good.

The cousins had fun playing together.

Meadow actually looks big when she's by Simone.

They both loved these rings and playing with Uncle Dennis.

Meadow had to take a break from the fun for some boob milk.

How can you not love baby feet?

It was exciting to see my big sis. We hadn't seen Dennis and Katrina since our visit to the Bay Area before they moved to Michigan.

We would've played all night, but we had to get to our hotel.

Once Scott's parents arrived we met up with them at the hotel down the road.

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Katrina said…

I love the pictures of Meadow and Simone. Little friends already!

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