We fought the evil I-5 monster all the way south (with multiple potty stops courtesy of the newly dry Mr. Henry) and then spent a couple of days with Goggi. The highlight of that side of the trip was clearly our oh-crap-it's-raining-so-we-can't-go-hiking-what-should-we-do-instead outing to a bouncy house not 10 minutes from Goggi's place. Hurray for location-based search!

Goggi wasn't exactly sure what to make of the slides and obstacle course and millions of screaming kids, but when they switched on the disco ball and black lights she was in her element and I thought she was going to start bouncing with the little ones.

(I know, pictures or video of that would have been classic, huh? YOU try shooting in the dark when your subjects won't stand still.)

I had to head home Sunday night when Amy switched to the other side of town to hang out with Grams and Gramps. It looks like they had a good time, but all I'm sure happened had to do with yet another trip to Fabric Depot and the tennis courts. Pretty familiar stuff for that side of town.

Amy and the kids were at home when I got back from work on Tuesday night. They slept for hours and hours so they must have had fun. And if they missed anything, it's not like they're not going back some time real soon now...