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The North Minneapolis Tornado of 2011

Brooke and the cat woke up only to look out the window, searching for the alley cat. An afternoon shift at the Best Buy. A normal morning. It started so peaceful. I'm not even supposed to work on Sundays. Something was off, Brooke was making good oatmeal. She had to take the car out to Long Lake. It wasn't going to be a normal day.

Apple Picking and Minnesota River Valley Bike Ride

I had taken the kids to the farmers market yesterday and Meadow wanted apples. I was like, hey it's apple picking season why don't we get our own? Scott had more shoots south of the Cities so we tagged along again.
The jobs are small, shooting a big chain of paint stores, so we're able to get them out of the way and have some fun.
I chose Whistling Well Farm as they had apple picking only. We aren't big fans of the carnival parts of apple farms. It wasn't too busy and everyone was wearing masks. They also had hand washing stations set up around the farm.
Luckily the trees were small and perfect height for the kids to pick themselves.
For $25 we got to pick one peck of Honeycrisp apples. Quite a deal!
Theo got the hang of twisting the apples off the trees after a little practice.

I always think we're done, but they always add more apples to our bag until it nearly explodes.
We filled our bag up quick. I forget how much faster it goes compared to berry picking.
We also …

Bu Bye Chicago, Hello Milwaukee

The morning after the wedding we had leftover bagels for breakfast.
...and Brooke looked out the window.
Haha that's not me, that's Emma. See what I mean? My own husband can't tell the difference.
By the way did you know we had roommates in our hotel room?
I also ate leftover pie from the wedding.

Despite having to be quiet at night we enjoyed sharing our room with Tyler, Emma and Olive. It was kind of like a big sleepover.
Then we had to check out and head to Pilsen for lunch.
Tyler had been talking up Nuevo Leone for a while now, so we skipped Burrito House this time.

Next time it's a must. That's two times in a row that I didn't go to Burrito House.
Pilsen is one my favorite Chicago neighborhoods, so I was easily cajoled.
I'm not exactly sure how they do their laundry with the machine facing the window.

Tyler, Emma and Olive got lost or something, so we walked around for a bit.
Brooke really wanted to eat this hot dog, but I said "No, it's a paint…

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