On the Twenty-Second Day of Advent I Ate an Egg Nog Shake

It was time once again for us to head to Wisconsin.

Well, actually Detroit, Michigan via MKE.

With her new hat Meadow was ready to hit the road.

Our neighbors are so great.

Brooke had to make sure we had everything. As you can see that's serious business.

I had a coupon for a free mini concrete mixer. Scott chose an egg nog shake.

I had to something Christmas related on this ride.

After arriving in Cudahy Scott picked up dinner at Tsing Tao.

This place is so damn good.

Meadow snuggled into bed with Mr. Owl.

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