All the cousins after Dairy Queen ice cream cake on Grandma's birthday proper
Before the party, I managed to survive the solo trek North with two kids in tow. Jason stayed in Texas to finish his last clinical rotation of third year (Family Practice). The kids were wonderful in the airport and on the plane. I'm usually pleasantly surprised at how well they travel (except for the time I actually brought Nate's car seat on the plane. The Britax seat sits up higher and put him about five inches from the seat in front of him--perfect kicking distance. He kicked for two straight hours. What could I do? There's really no rationalizing with a two-year-old. My options were to 1) hold his feet and let him scream, 2) put him in time out--hah! he's in a three-hour "time out" already, or 3) let him kick--with strong verbal reprimands after each thrust. I opted for #3 and apologized to the young lady in front of us after the flight.) But back to the present day...they did a super job (partially thanks to the portable DVD player available after 10,000 feet--one of our best travel investments to date). Amelia was an angel baby, too! One lady on the plane asked me if I had a real baby in the Baby Bjorn--she didn't make a peep for the entire 3.5 hours on board!
We were in Minnesota during the plethora of rainstorms that flooded the Midwest this June. In fact, Bemidji was in a tornado warning at one point (a true rarity that far North). The funny part is we got a call from my in-laws in Texas to alert us. I'd had enough of HGTV and kids programming that morning, so I shut the TV off (an even greater rarity up there!) Jeanie saw the warning on CNN while waiting for her doctor and Bill found our phone number and called to see if we were all right! Well, Mom gathered the phones and flashlights, I got Nate and some snacks. As we were heading for shelter downstairs, we heard a "goo-gaa" from the swing...oh, where's Amelia? Don't forget the baby!
I'm right here, Mommy! Don't forget me!
(Amelia impersonating an 80's aerobic instructor!)
Big Brother and Little Sis
Great Grandma Breyen came up to Bemidji from the Twin Cities for a little fishing, backyard wildlife and time with the gaggle of great-grandkids. She got to meet the rest of the list--Adam, Sarah and Amelia. It was really fun to spent time with her. Amelia loved waking up and going right to "Great Grandma Lucy" for a chatty conversation every morning! Grandma could get her to smile every time.
Two camera-shy kiddos with Great Grandma
It's always play time with Great Grandma!
Grandpa and I decided to take three of the grandkids fishing--Nate (3), Ashley (3) and Anna (4). We drove to the landing, put the boat in the water, headed to a spot where Dad thought the bluegill would be biting, rigged up the kids' lines, got all three set with a rod in the water and exactly 30 seconds later; Anna declares, "Grandpa? I'm done." Followed by Ashley's, "Me, too." Nate brought up the rear, "I'm done, too." Huh. Well, that was worth the effort! They played around the boat pretty well for the next hour (except when Nate turned on the trolling motor while it was stored and cut up the boat's carpet with the prop).
Out and about in the boat
While home, we also got to tour Aunt Ju-ju's new house. They're renting a large, timber-frame house on Little Bass Lake while they start building their dream home. It took Nate a while to realize we were going to Anna & Ashley's but the downstairs toy room (Nate's paradise of solitude) no longer exists (they sold their house in Des Moines last month).
All-in-all it was a great trip to Grandma & Grandpa's! We ate great food--fresh fried walleye, grilled venison fillets wrapped in bacon, chocolate pecan pie, venison ring bologna, pulled pork BBQ, corn casserole, baked potato wedges, cauliflower, snap peas, banana pudding, etc. The 65- to 72-degree days with an afternoon rain shower every now-and-then were perfect (and a welcome relief from the upper-90s to 100-degree drought Texas has been stuck in since May--they say the driest 9 months on record!) It was too cold to swim in the pools Grandma bought, but there was still plenty of backyard time--bubbles, swingset, ball pit, sand pile, dandelion picking (at a penny-a-piece for Grandma--Nate made 75 cents in one go!), etc. I did remove a deer tick from Nate--but he never got the bulls-eye rings associated with Lyme's disease. (Scary.) Amelia seemed to love the commotion. She's still not on a predictable clock schedule, but her signs of hunger on sleepiness are pretty reliable ("eh-eh-eh" and sucking her hands vs. "ewwww" kicking her legs & arms and fussy faces when she's tired!) She babbles a lot more than Nate, but her smile is not quite as at-the-ready as his was. And then there is the other noticeable difference...THAT HAIR!
Any suggestions for her rock star HAIR?!