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Theo Meets G.G. and Grandpa

The memorial for Scott's dad was still to be decided so we headed back home. My parents were planning to come to visit this weekend too.



We were driving back on Brooke's birthday, so I had to make her absurd brookie cheesecake before her rents came to town.

I spent my actual birthday taking Theo to doctor appointments. The good news is another blood test was not needed.


When my parents showed up my mom surprised us with this giant balloon.


It was huge. It would've looked fine in our old place, but it just took over our condo.


Meadow still loved it.

They also surprised Meadow with Wonder Woman wristbands.


GG was pretty excited to see Theo. I was excited for all of the cheese and snacks they brought.



Meadow had already found some crackers.

We then decided to go out for Friday Night Fish Fry.

We chose St. Albert the Great over by Longfellow. I recently got a hankering for old school Catholic fish fries.

Upon arrival we were given a letter. We had to wait for our letter to be called to go downstairs for dinner. We had letter J and they were only on letter X when we sat down.


Meadow and Grandpa found some books to pass the time.

I guess the food must be good.


It was definitely top of the line Catholic fish fry.



Theo slept the whole time. As boring as the newborn stage is, the sleep anywhere part is the best.


Meadow is currently in a eat nothing phase. Hah.

Eventually it was time to wake him up to eat.


Meadow wanted to take one of the mermaid balloons home.

I'm surprised they don't hand them out to kids to take. I can't imagine they keep them to use again next week.


My birthday was on Wednesday. Normally we rent a cabin for the night, but with Jeff passing and the new baby my birthday was like any other day. 

My one wish was to have brunch at the casino. So we drove down to the Mystic Lake Casino.


It was good, but I'm not sure if it was Black Bear good.


I liked it. It was a lot bigger with the same foods. Plus you get champagne.

After driving by Paisley Park we headed back home.

Meadow and my dad built a train city with tunnels and factory buildings.


For dinner we had leftovers: bbq, grits and a fresh salad.

After dinner it was cake time. This year I chose the Oreo Brookie Cheesecake. 


This was decadent.

The cheesecake was so good I had it for breakfast the next morning.


Also my mom thinks our fridge is too cold. She added ice cubes to her milk.



My mom wanted to go to Ikea, but we had other plans for her instead. We headed over to St Paul (we seem to do that a lot with my parents) and first stopped at Choo Choo Bob's.


We hadn't been there in awhile and it looked like their inventory was super low. We couldn't find anything about them going out of business. We still ended up buying some more bridge pieces for Meadow.



We were hungry for lunch and headed over to Whole Foods. My parents went the healthier route.



We all rode together in my dad's mini van. Now Scott wants one for himself.


It's so convenient, but I couldn't handle the gas mileage.

Theo was ready for another feeding when we arrived at the Minnesota History Museum.



We caught up to my parents at the 1968 exhibit. Meadow was busy creating her own album cover.



We hadn't realized it was closing at 5. Whoops. Before you know it was time to go.

Back at home we built a new train track with the new bridge.

I made a lasagna from our leftover beans Bolognese.


Sleep tight little one.

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