Close Your Eyes, Baby!

A couple weeks ago we headed up to Helen, Georgia and had a nice long weekend. The drive back was even nice. I got bloggy about it. 

Yes, it was all very pleasant - except for this one thing...

Due to an unfortunate incident with a drunk driver last month...

Which I've been banned from blogging about since the person that hit me is kind of scary and has been arrested forty eight times - or something like that. I mean, if you've been featured on www.mugshots.com more than once you're probably in a bad way.  

And yes, I know that Shane Claiborne would totally think I should bake him cookies. Maybe one day. 

...I had to get a new car. Well, a 'new to me' car. This time we opted for the one with the DVD in it. I know, I know...I'm totally selling out by getting the one with a DVD but we travel a bunch! And the kids have already learned that there is no point in asking to use it any other time than when we are on long trips. It's like it doesn't exist unless we are traveling! Really!

Sheesh! Why are you people being so judgey! Back off! I'm a grown up and if I don't want to do the fluoride rinse at the dentist I don't have to! That's what we were talking about, right?

So, of course on the way back the toddler wants to watch Elmo and all the other minions want to watch Tangled. Tangled it was.

Now, Tangled may be my favorite Disney movie but the villian in Tangled is terrifying to Stella. I looked back and this is what was going on:

Yikes.

Man, it must be terrifying to Henry, the seven year old, too!

She just couldn't handle it. 

Or maybe she could.

Oooh! Oooh! Here is what I couldn't handle:

The $42 a pound chocolate covered bacon we saw at a gift shop in Dahlonega.

Close your eyes, baby! Step away from that bacon. And from the DVD player.