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A 50s Era Map Guides Us on a Twin Cities Day Trip in the Fiala's Giant SUV

Another week and another house full of crazy Fiala kids. One day June asked if he could have a half-sandwich/half-bagel. We obliged.

The three amigos seem to split their time between eating, TV, crying and...

...constructing various things with cardboard bricks.

Who knew this would be the best toy ever.

They've also been helping me with Breakfast.

The kids were really excited to help Scott make breakfast.

They all had to wear aprons.

They really like each other despite making one another cry every 30 minutes.

June was the designated helper.

Check out our new countertops that Scott and Tyler installed earlier this week. We are slowly getting rid of all the yellow in this kitchen.


Olive and Meadow watched from the peanut gallery.

I later found Olive in our room humming and reading an old London map.

Slowly I made enough waffles for the whole crew.


The last few weeks in a nutshell.

While going through some old files I found a map of the Twin Cities from pre-I-94 that I bought at an antique store. I noticed while looking at the map that there were suggested driving routes to see the cities. I joked we should test drive Tyler and Emma's new SUV on one of the suggested routes. That quickly became a great idea.

While we moved all the carseats to the Expedition the kids played.

Meadow also got new glasses this week. Unfortunately the only colors to choose from with this new brand was pink or blue. 

The ladies were ready.

It's been awhile since we all got to ride together.

Then we drove around Minneapolis and then St. Paul. For some reason I didn't take a picture of said drive until we had looped around St. Paul and ended up on West 7th.

Tyler had wanted to eat at Mickey's, but the place was packed.

The kids were excited about going out to eat.

We stopped by the Shamrock instead.

The hour wait quickly had us changing our minds.

We then settled on the other Mickey's Diner. Except only Olive wanted to eat there.

We had just eaten at 50's Grill, Famous Dave's sounded better to me.

Famous Dave's it was.

We picked the family platter. It was the perfect feast for our daytrip around the cities.

This was my first time eating at this place.

We're not much for chains.

These kids.

Meadow is sure going to be sad when these two leave.

Before we could call it a night we walked back through the parking lot to get malts at the other Mickeys.

Everyone sat at the counter.

I opted out of the milkshake.

The night before I went out with Emma and her friend Amber to share in giant platter of ice cream for our birthday month. 

This was way too much ice cream. This would have been perfect with four or more people. There were a couple of times where I actually thought I might throw up. Anyway, a milkshake did not sound good to me today.

Anyways, the rest of us were set for a good milkshake.

Meadow had my half.

Yum.

While our ride had gone rather well, after dinner the Fiala kids were grumps. We couldn't get home soon enough.

After we got home I went straight to bed with a migraine.

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