Last Minute Visitors

Scott was leaving yet again on another work trip. I asked my dad if he could come help me out. After the kids were out of school we thought we'd go bowling at Elsie's. We ended up in the only lane left which didn't have bumpers. Theo's ball kept getting stuck in the gutter which meant at his every turn an attendant would have to come retrieve it.

When a bumper lane opened up they moved us and gave us a free game. That was super nice of them even though it was our fault.

Theo usually requests waffles.

I guess we were on an old home tour run as of recently. We thought we would check out the Gibb's Farm in Falcon Heights.

Jane grew up near the famed Dakota Chief Cloud Man's Village. So the farm had both her farmstead and showed how the natives lived.

Everyone wanted their picture in front of the house.

Next we went over to Ax-Man's Surplus. My dad had been wanting to go and since we were nearby we stopped in. I had never been here before.

This place was like if Moiser's was run by punks. All the signage made me chuckle.

If you don't know Mosiers is an old sporting goods store in Redgranite, Wisconsin that just has random overstock for sale including fishing gear and toys.

If you ever need that one odd part, this place probably has it.

Half the store is "Grandpa stuff" as the kids called it.

Scott would be landing soon so Theo, dad and I watched for his plane to come in at the airplane viewing area.

Scotts flight kept circling around delaying his flight.

Still waiting.

"Hi Papa!"

Brittany, Jeff and Marina joined us which meant my dad had to move in with Theo.

Dad said he had wanted to go to the farmers market. And so we did.

Pecan was helping Meadow make cookies when we got home.

The girls got gifts from the farmers market.

Solar powered.

Scott and I ran some errands while they took the kids to the park. We met up with them afterwards.

I'm glad he's still into his mediating.

For dinner we had an outdoor cookout.

I'm pretty lucky to have these people in my life.

Scott had to travel again for work so Brittany and fam stuck around another night.

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