Let me start this post by bestolling the virtues of VRBO, AirBNB, and the like. Given the choice it’s no hotels for this crew.

Though Maxine had a rip roaring good time at a Mariott on the way to Nashville. As it turns out, hotel rooms are pretty baby proofed in their natural state. And once she found the tissues that are dispensed from within the bathroom vanity, she gave the place four stars. Seriously pulling tissues from the box is baby magic. It’s like the box issues her a challenge that she takes very personally.

Aside from tissue wonder, renting a home/apartment is where it’s at. From Nicaragua to Nashville we’ve had nothing but good experiences. And the place in Nashville was $60/nite. It was private, cute and tucked in a neighborhood.

The bed in the joint was crazy tall. Our one complaint. One I wouldn’t mention except for as evidenced by the photos, tall enough for Maxine to crawl under.

She and Job were playing with a ball. The ball rolled under the bed as balls are wont to do. Job let (and encouraged) Maxine to go in after it. I was horrified. He marveled at her utility and how she won’t be able to do this much longer.

Men are from Mars and women don’t let their infants crawl under furniture in a rental property.