We’re back in the Lou after our Nashville trip. We met Rey, Becca and Corwin twice, before jetting out of Music City. First, to witness wills and then for breakfast, at Biscuit Love and I love their biscuits and gravy. Since moving to Saint Louis, I have become a big biscuits and gravy fan and I must say that their offering was fine. Both Rey and Becca dived into the hot chicken scene, which is a Nashville thing that I’ll have to reserve until next time. About Corwin? He was quiet throughout the morning. Cute to the last. We expect great things from him.
After signing all of that paperwork, I had to ask Rey, if worst comes to worst, who gets the baby? I was relived that we were not selected. Not that we don’t love Corwin, but first, we had not been consulted and second, we are now old. We had been gladly selected for Rey and his sister Ashlan. Maybe gladly is not the right word for such an eventuality. When first informed of this decision, Rey said that Ashlan had questioned her parents’ judgement and asked, why not Aunt Jane. Well, they told her, we had their cousins, Dan and Dave. Oh boy, three boys, instead of one! Anyway, fortunately none of that ever came to pass. I’m glad that Jay and Carl are still kicking and that we didn’t have to work six people into our one small bathroom,
The drive back to Saint Louis was uneventful. We made good time and got home in time for gyro. This was our first vacation of the year. So now that’s one down and eleven to go. Yeah, really. 2020 is a happening place, with plenty of places to go, people to see and things to do.