Our Favorite Rest Stop

I think I have changed Dexy's diapers at every rest stop between Chicago and Memphis but I have to say that the last rest stop in Illinois on Southbound I57 is my favorite.  As luck would have it, Dexter announced he needed to go potty right before we hit it. Dexter is now old enough to enjoy the awesome little playground and use the potty (although he freaks out when the toilets flush..."too loud").

Ben and I like remembering the first year we stopped here. Dexter, still learning to walk and wearing his footie pajamas, started picking up speed as he toddled down a little hill. We ran after him worried that his little feet wouldn't be able to keep up but he made it to the bottom in record speed and still right-side-up.

Considering the fact that Ben had to go up into the "fort" to escort Dexter down, it's pretty clear that this is also Dexy's favorite rest stop.