Kenny enters the living room from the kitchen with a plate of food. It looked to be an assortment of cheese, deli meats, olives, and crackers. Brent had brought in the kitchen table; it was placed in the middle of the room. "That looks, good baby girl. Good job." Andre praises Kenny as she lays out the large plate on the table. Kenny grins sheepishly up at him as he pops an olive into his mouth. I was sitting in Bren't lap in the recliner, and Raph was on the couch with Daniel. Apparently, Daniel had stayed in the office for a bit on the computer, searching for a hotel to stay in that was close to where we were. We all had no clue, but he lived in Orlando. Although it wasn't close, it was a good two hours from Clearwater. He'd decided on an Air BnB over a hotel. Brent agreed that it was
