Do you know what lies between Grandma and Grandpa's house and this new place we're moving to in some place called "Illinois"?
Well, neither do I. We left veryvery early with Grandma practically shoving us out the door.
It's long, it's boring, Grandpa drove, and staring out the window leads one to nod off and sleep. I thought the flight was long, but that drive? It was silly! It was a good excuse to sleep... Mommy fed me twice on the trip, which was cool.
So we arrived in Northbrook, Illinois and watched the movers leave. Everything was still in boxes, which was ok, so I got to watch everybody unpack. If Christmas is like this, I think I could enjoy it!
Eventually, we headed out for dinner. It was a place called "Yardhouse". I didn't like it -- it was too noisy. I kept crying whenever I was inside, making daddy take me for a walk to keep from disturbing the others. They enjoyed the food, but hey, it wasn't my cup of tea.... Besides, I like milk anyways!
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