This past weekend I learned the difference between a trip and a vacation. Don’t get me wrong, I love experiencing new places with Ev, but I can finally say that I’m ready for a getaway for just Marcus and myself after this trip.

Our little guy did great for the most part. Just a five minute crying spell on the flight into Nashville, a couple middle of the night wake-up calls and some massive blowouts at inopportune times (i.e. Hard Rock Cafe and Grand Ole Opry). Other than that, he rolled through Nashville in style wearing cute outfits and a gummy, one tooth grin.

[homemade biscuits at Kitchen Notes]

[science is cool at Adventure Science Center]

[the official party]

[the coolest place I’ve ever bowled – Pinewood Social]

[cool can art next to the bowling alley]

[oh you know, just hanging out with Carrie Underwood at The Hermitage]

[grandpa’s favorite grandson]

[that gummy grin]

And no Nashville trip would be complete without dancing on the Grand Ole Opry stage. [Complete with commentary from dad.]