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| We made it to the Georgia rest area. |
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| And then took a 30-minute, unplanned, detour to get a milkshake at the Chick-Fil-A Dwarf House. It was worth it. |
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| Brad's apartment building on the Georgia Tech campus |
After lunch we visited the High Museum of Art in downtown Atlanta, but
it deserves its own post. Then it was off to the park. Originally we were going to head to the playground, but rush hour traffic made us change our minds and head to the opposite end of Piedmont Park. Brooke was quite happy to have a chance to play in the splash pad instead of on the slides. Robyn preferred to keep her distance from the water, but was still a happy little girl.
Michelle wanted barbecue for dinner, so we obliged her with take-out from the best barbecue place in Atlanta -
Fat Matt's Rib Shack. Delicious!
After helping hang the cuckoo clock from Germany and tasting the French-inspired strawberry macarons, it was time for family scriptures, hymn and prayer. Brooke very enthusiastically taught us some hand motions for "Praise to the Man" and then thanked Heavenly Father that Grandma's broken finger was all better. What a terrific ending for a lovely day.
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