Saturday evening we decided to eat at The Shed. It's a local BBQ place that has received national attention a few times. Its name is appropriate as it is quite literally a shed complete with broken picnic tables and junk sitting around. Let's just say Grandpa Jerry might not want to eat there any time soon! (I was a little unsure myself.)
They had this little motorcycle near where we were sitting. I didn't bring my camera but another lady was kind enough to take some and email them to us.
So if you ever come to Mississippi we'll take you to The Shed. It's an experience for sure! Great fun for little boys too! Samuel left with dirt on his knees and elbows and a few gritty cheerios in his tummy. (He may have knocked over his cheerios and then sampled a few from the gravel. Oops!)