After sleeping in with hangovers we rolled out of bed for breakfast burritos. Weird breakfast burritos as Brooke put it earlier in the weekend. "Look at all those frozen Bundts, Meadow." This was the perfect breakfast after a night of Birthday celebrating. More or less breakfast burritos with sweet potatoes instead of potatoes and chorizo. It could've used chorizo. I was feeling pretty lazy and tired so I worked on my branch weaving. I, on the other hand, was actually quite cognizant after drinking like a much younger Scott. Brayden was my adventure companion for the weekend. We walked across the frozen lake until I felt a nervous tinge. Then we turned around. Mr. Mike showed up out of nowhere. He feigned a game of chicken. I stood my ground.  Brayden saw this as another chance to chase a snowmobile. The snowmobile won. Mr. Mike had to refresh the ice fishing holes. I had to get something to eat. Mr. Mike ...

An early rise at the cottage is antithetical every day except the 4th of July. Meadow was really out of it. She's not used to getting up before eight. We were a bit late to rise, but we arrived just as the parade turned the corner toward Superior St. The streets were already closed off. We had to park a mile away.

Yup we headed to Wisconsin again. We seem to always make a stop at Culver's on the way. It's just something you do in Wisconsin. Plus it's a lot better than most fast food. Even Meadow helped drive. Marina's first birthday party was being held at my Grandma's lake house. Since my Grandma doesn't get to see Meadow very often we planned to spend the night. I made tacos from leftover fried avocados, black beans  and a few things we picked up along the way. Meadow hadn't seen her cousin since Christmas. She's gotten so grown up since we last saw her. Meadow has re-found her tongue again and always has it sticking out. That's my little goofball. Not a bad leftover dinner. Marina mostly looks like Jeff, but here she looks like a combo platter of the two. Definitely a combo platter. So cute. Bean gotee.  Meadow is too wiggly for her Great Grandma. The next morning the cousins ...