Christmas number two complete

It was a whirlwind day -- if six hours of driving can be described as whirlwind. We breezed to Nashville and accumulated about 30% more presents by volume than we brought. The kids begged to get into their air mattress sleeping bags early; Archer reasoned aloud that they should tuck in at 6:30 since they have to get up at 5:30, but really they were just excited about what Opie memorably called "adventure sleeping."

Tomorrow we'll trek to the airport at the crack of dawn, board an early flight to Jacksonville, and cross fingers/knock wood, arrive at the rented house on St. Simon's Island by lunchtime. I'm looking forward to the last leg of the outward journey, to Christmas number three, and to relaxing with my family before the even-more-whirlwind combined air-highway journey home on New Year's Eve, weather permitting. See you on the coast!