Atlanta, GA

We took a detour though Atlanta on “the way” home to visit M’s mom for another day. Since the visit would be short, we had to be sure to visit a few restaurants that we don’t have the privilege of enjoying in our town.


and dinner– separate, and at their usual hours this time.

I tried to tell M that it didn’t look like his legs were short to put his shoes there, but he didn’t believe me. (All of those white spots are from a fountain– just incase you’re wondering)

Father and daughter.


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