Nicollet Open Streets is Better Than Ever

After my parents came to visit the kids discovered a new cartoon channel on tv, MeTV Toons.

It's like the early days of Cartoon Network. Classic cartoons 24/7.

Sad to think that our porch mornings are coming to an end for the year.

But not yet, it's still been pretty hot this month.

On this summery fall day we went to Nicollet Open Streets.

Well, Theo was being crabby while biking and Brooke was pointing out that we should've walked. It's Open Streets, you gotta bring a bike!

There was a Ninja Warrior course outside of Ace Hardware. Theo did this inflatable course over and over.

This finally fixed everyones sour mood.

Meadow enjoyed the more challenging course.

He loved this so much.

We checked out Tower Games for the first time. Cool place. Maybe we need to get into a family D&D game this winter.

We made it all the way down to 46th and Nicollet and then made our way back.

Theo had been crabby all day. We dropped the kids off at home and walked over to Pat's Tap for a quick drink.

Dates are back on after we found out that the kids can indeed survive with Meadow as a babysitter for short periods.

We came back and I finished painting the last few bits I had missed putting a second coat on. Finished. Well except for caulking next spring around the windows and painting the garage.

Meadow has been really into perler beads lately.

I convinced Scott to do another outdoor movie. I keep thinking it will be our last one and then it's still warm the following weekend.

Inside Out 2 was on streaming so we had to watch.

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