Our last stop to Harrisburg.

After our glorious patriotic tour, we arrived just north of the Mason-Dixon line to visit my mother in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. We first made a drive-by excursion through my old high school stomping grounds of Hereford, Maryland and the surrounding areas. I was quite depressed that some of my favorite stores no longer exist but also impressed how much growth had occurred in the area.

Since we knew what to expect, we did not tell Gavin we were visiting grandma until we were approaching Harrisburg. He was overcome with excitement to learn of our visit and kept shouting 'Mama's Home' over and over again. To get the full effect you need to imagine Gavin throwing his arms in the air too. That boy sure does love his grandma. (I left that statement general since he really does love both of his grandmas but this time we were visiting Grandma Forbes.)

Just like the rest of the trip, the time we spent at my mother's was perfect. Restful and enjoyable. The weather was sadly not the best with rain threatening every day but we made the best of our visit. We squeezed in a visit to see my favorite Great Auntie Helen that was of course filled with laughter. We even squeezed in dinner with one of my best friends from high school but the state of Pennsylvania left a nasty taste in my mouth that night. We had another best friend of our trio missing the dinner due to horrible Pennsylvania roads and traffic. Sean and I even experienced a 20 minute stand still on our way to dinner that night since those wicked Jersey walls on the interstate cause an accident even if someone sneezes.

I loved watching Helen make Logan smile.

There was lots of snuggle time with grandma. Neither grandson minded.

Do you have best friends that you may not talk with regularly but every time you do it's as if you pick up where you left off? That's what Cara, Anna, and I have. Even after several years and several hundred miles later.

I included this shot of Logan since we just adore his lips while he is trying to learn the different sounds. He puckers up and hums to his heart's content. I adore it but I am also his mother.