On my birthday, Jason, Joanna, Big Momma, and I went to Gatlinburg. Big Momma treated us all to a nice lunch and a visit to the Aquarium.
Joanna pointed at all the fishes and ran around the activity area and interacted with most of the displays. If it had a button, she pushed it. If she could climb or step on it, she was on it. She weaved in and out of the crowd with a precision of a skilled race car driver. I was in sheer amazement at her speed. I must have looked silly bent halfway over, trailing behind her with outstretched arms. We were quite the spectacle, I'm sure.
We were all exhausted at the end of the trip. Joanna fell asleep near the end of the tour. We finished close enough to dusk that we decided to delay our departure shortly so we could see the lights. We were all hungry and tired, so the Chic-fil-A drive thru was a beautiful sight. Joanna got a chicken nugget and we all enjoyed dinner without engaging our feet.
We stopped in a souvenir shop for more fun. Joanna hugged a giant bear and Big Momma bought her some tiny moccasins and a shake-rattle thingo. Daddy deposited Joanna on a big pile of stuffed grizzly bears. Joanna was in heaven. One not so funny toy was a sweet, cuddly bear puppet that growled a really mean, authentic growl when a button was pressed. Yikes!
I think this is the best birthday ever in my recollection of birthdays. Well, second only to my first birthday ever, courtesy also of Big Momma. Thanks Big Momma!
On our way home we came close to colliding with a car stopping in the middle of the road to rubberneck at a injured deer and car in the other lane. Goodness gracious. We called Emergency and let them know about the accident.