The Boy & I made a trip to Atlanta Friday for me to meet a friend - one of those that friends I love but had never met. The "strangers" or "creepers" or "imaginary friends" of the internet variety.
Karri & BW met us at Einstein's for a late lunch/early dinner - fabulous little place with cute decor. The Boy LOVED Ms Karri and acting "crazy" with her. He thinks both Ms Karri and Mr BW are pretty awesome because they brought him a a Cars surprise, too! All that awesomeness plus there were beads on the way to the restrooms and the fountain out front meaning Heaven in the mind of one 5 year old that kept saying he thought he might have to potty again. I loved the colors and decor, not to mention the food & the company myself!
The Boy, mind you, was also fascinated that At-lan-tuh had such "Big Old Tall Buildings!" and signs "saying no dogs peeing or ewwing on the ground!"
And the fact that our car stayed in a parking garage - the "coolest place I've ever been in thirty years" according to The Boy (quite magical since he's only 5 years old, right?) 
Shortly after entering our car and paying the OUTRAGEOUS parking fee, we entered in one of hte realms of hell from Dante's Inferno through downton Atlanta under construction. Insanity that leads on with the only option to enter I75N when you are working your hardest to go South. You contemplate flinging the GPS at the whistle blower telling you to move along but you refrain and eventually the robot in the map box gets you straight after turning eleventy trillion times and there you are! Back on I75S! Sitting Stilll! With 100s of other folks! Like you have all day long . . . And you count your blessings that just this once? Chatty McChatterson has closed his eyes and decided to take a little rest
A rest that lasts almost through the constructions - almost - but a welcomed quiet much the same. Because I cannot explain how difficult it is to manage your car going 55+ mph with construction on both sides, no shoulder, merging traffic, trying to follow directions and answering questions that are tough, y'all. Not silly questions by any means. This go round they were things like "Jesus is God's Son, right? And He loves us. And we should tell people all about him. So we talk about him at home and church but why don't we talk about it ALL the time everywhere?" And why yes he is right we SHOULD be talking about it everywhere.
Eventually I gave The Boy the power of the GPS and had him help us get back home. The biggest highlight? He would repeat back the directions for me - in the exact same tone the GPS unit used. Turn left on White-es-bil Road. Hilarious
Anyway. We had a blast meeting up with Karri and BW! Was great to finally hug her neck. The Boy says next time they should come play at our house - and I agree. Our door is open any time!
