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Scott Turns 38, We Go to the Cottage, Of Course

It's my birthday week and that means a weekend at the cottage.

There was a bin of Blake's stuff in our room. The kids started pulling out the toys which lead to Scott reorganizing the whole thing.

There was literal garbage in the bin. So, I figured it was best to, well, throw the crud away and get the good stuff sorted.

A remote control for a car that doesn't exist. A brush. I was soon told by G.G. that I wasn't allowed to go through Blake's bin. But I did anyways.

Everyone but Gail knew that Blake would never look through the freaking bin.



Mom was upset that we were looking through it instead of Blake. She said we couldn't throw anything away. I sent Blake a photo of the trash and asked if he wanted anything. He only wanted the french toast.

I brought this pile of debris to G.G. and I jokingly asked if I should save this. Not even really looking up she said, "Yeah, Blake might want that."

We were all pretty happy to see snow this time. Especially after not having very much home this year.


No ice skating this time around, but we could still walk on the lake.

Theo forgot his gloves and I didn't pack any. Luckily Scott had a pair that he keeps here.

Good thing it wasn't too cold. Those are the ones I usually wear up north.

Theo's favorite thing is riding the snowmobile with grandpa.


Snowball fight!

Good dodge, grandpa.

We always have to do a lot of convincing to get the kids to ride the kitty cat.


Theo was afraid he wouldn't be able to steer but he was fine.

We even got Meadow to take a few runs down the cottage road.

I think Theo is saying he's faster than Meadow.


Meadow pulled Theo on a sled like she used to.


Then we headed into Eagle River to go to their children's museum. I've been wanting to go but every time we have a chance one of us is sick. Theo wanted nothing to do with it until he saw what it was.

Has he even been to a children's museum since COVID?

I don't think so. 

Bubbles! This was new since the last time we were here.

Meadow's favorite room.




The kids sure like grocery shopping.

Another new exhibit: a circus themed human body carnival.


Meadow's other favorite room: the dress up room.


She's so close to being too old for dress up, but she's still all in at 10.





I thought we were done, but the kids just kept on playing.

We then promised the kids ice cream, as we do.

We picked up G.G. and went out to the newest rendition of the Black Forest Pub for my birthday dinner.

Two versions of schnitzel all the way around for the adults.

Theo got a fancy mac and cheese.

Every few years this place seems to sell to new owners, but thankfully everyone keeps the original vibes.

We then walked over to the Brew Station for another drink.


I guess I was jealous of the kiddos and wanted to take a ride on the kitty cat.

Theo was ready to snowmobile again.




The Farbers also joined us this weekend.


Who does Meadow think she is, grandpa?


Mr. Mike setup some tip-ups as he does.

Opening her belated cottage Christmas gifts.


We all got outside a couple of times. Why else would someone come to the cottage?

Brittany worked on a craft with Theo. He did a really good job.

Scott requested cheesecake for his birthday this year. When I started making it, I failed to see that it has to set overnight. We saved it for after breakfast.

I wanted to eat before bed, but no one else agreed. Who's birthday was it anyway?

It's always sunny and warm when we have to leave.

It's a struggle to pack up the car and hit the road.

Signs of a good weekend.

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