So as the Sun set on Phoenix...

Due to my scrambled brain, when I first scheduled my flight to Phoenix, I leaving the day that Dolores and Bea arrived. That wouldn't do, and though I added another day to my stay, one day with one's family just can't really be enough, but it would have to do. *heavy sigh*

Uncle Matt having a go at flying his remote controlled helecopter
So on Sunday, my last day, the ladies decided that a breakfast at Cracker Barrel would hit the spot. We all had Mamma's Pancake or French Toast breakfast - eggs, sausage the works.

The Ladies having a rock outside the Restaurant after,
perhaps,a bite too much of breakfast (ok, I had too much!)

Arna enjoying some cracker barrel peppermint

After breakfast we stopped by Hilda's
And next thing you know, I was on an early evening jet back to Sacramento. Rats.