Escape

The Yearly Summer Homecoming

The road trip soundtrack. My apologies.

Day one we visited Grandma Cain in her lovely new apartment.  There was also a Steak N' Shake and park stop.  Malachi got stuck in a baby swing and mooned half the park on his extraction.  That livened things up.

Day 2 we hung about the house eating cherries off the tree, petting chickens, delivering carrots to horses, and water sliding.  I think the chiming of the grandfather clock was Silas's favorite part.  We also enjoyed a cute little splash park and some Andy's Frozen Custard.

 

 

The third day, the sister took off for home and I met up with some high school pals.

On our final day of the Missouri part of our trip, GiGi babysat so I could introduce Daron to Silver Dollar City and celebrate our fifth anniversary.  Much to our surprise we were robbed on the train. We hit most of the highlights: pork rind consumption, roller-coasters, spelunking, Fire in the Hole...  We however did not dip our own candles, make a leather stamped wallet, or get a tin-type photo. We ended the day at the Pizza Cellar and visiting with Doll-Doll.

From Missouri we took off through St. Louis to Illinois.  We had some delicious BBQ with Kristen and lazed at the hotel for awhile before meeting up with Daron's cohorts.  

Our last day was spent visiting Uncle Bob and Aunt Joanne and chasing around their rooster. We then headed to the family reunion where I can now name absolutely no one from this photo except those I came with.   Everyone was nice however and we enjoyed getting to meet Tyler and his wife.  We also came home with our first trophy for youngest attendee!  Better make a shelf!

Resort

When you are too lazy to vacation for real, have a husband who likes to stay within a tight radius of home, and have to work on Tuesday, you resort to taking advantage of your loving cousin and their glorious home.  The company is tip top, the Dr. Pepper flows, they deliver grilled meat to your lounge chair, and they lease their infant for baby snuggles.  "When you're done with that diaper, can you crack me open some more pistachios?"

Though all his swim gear reads differently, I wouldn't exactly call him a fish.

Assisting.

Pictures I Like

Fake Smile

Silas now smiles for pictures on command.  It is not the equivalent of his natural smile.  A little more toothy?

 

Real look of disdain.

Mother's Day Picnic

Sprinkler