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I got emailed early in the week from a video production firm out of Portland, Oregon. They needed a production assistant and fixer for five days. I thought why not?

We leave Meadow's door open that connects to our shared bathroom and she comes in as our human alarm clock.

It's rare that I'm up before everyone else.

Meadow has become quite the bookworm lately which is awesome. I hope she gains a love for libraries like I do.

I made Meadow and I Oatmeal and Banana Pancakes for breakfast. 

Meanwhile I took Blue Chalk Media's Jamie Francis around the Green Line LRT.

I basically had to get him good vantage points, keep him fed and stay out of the way.

I haven't been feeling well lately so I thought we could both use some fresh air. I was planning on going to the Quaking Bog, but changed my mind last minute and took Meadow to the Mary Hills Nature Area. 

Meadow has been so distracted on hikes lately that it was nice to go with just the two of us. I let her take all the time she needed.

Are you saying that I rush her? She picks up to many darn sticks.

No, but when are with other people they can be less patient than us.

When she was really pokey I would say, "Let's go find some mushrooms" and then she would get excited and go. She kept saying, "Mushrooms, where are you?"

Then she found a branch that looked like a fishing pole and did that for awhile. We will definitely have to take her fishing next summer.

We took the wooded path as opposed to the paved trail. This seemed like a good idea until we had to keep moving for mountain bikers.

Most of my day was spent dodging Vikings fans on the light rail.

I wanted to go this way, but it seems they are working on something.

We did eventually find some mushrooms.

Then Meadow took some photos.


"Mama sit too."


We let Meadow have one piece of candy a day from her Halloween candy.

We had lunch before Meadow napped.

These days naptimes mean painting time.

I also cleaned up the garden before it got dark. We still have brussel sprouts, a little bit of chard, collards and cabbage still growing.

We ended the day along the Mississippi. Finally, I was free.

I came home to what Brooke deemed "weird" soup.

It was and it gave me horrible heartburn.

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