Meet The Grandparents

Posted by Kevin.......

Henry met his other Grandma and Grandpa this past weekend. He took a few moments to figure out why these new people were here, and in no time was smiling and raising his arms to be picked up.

Grandma told him stories about when his daddy was a baby, and Grandpa told stories about everything else in the world.

Henry and I took my Mom and Pop on a little Minnesota road trip to Lake City. After only a brief stop, we head over to Red Wing for lunch. Frankly, it seemed like in between oohing and aaahing over their new grandson, my folks were always on the lookout for nice places to eat. I think Henry, Stace and I ate out more this weekend then we have since we had the baby.

While in Northfield, my folks stayed at the historic Archer House in downtown Northfield. We all decided they would be more comfortable in a spacious and quiet hotel room. The irony was not lost when we discovered their room was quite small. I mean tiny. And of course the train came by several times each night, blowing it's horn numerous times at the nearby crossing.

The weather was perfect, and there was even a fun surprise.... a Jesse James bank raid reenactment! No one seemed to know it was going to happen.

Of course I suppose some real robbers could have just dressed up as cowboys and road into town and robbed the bank and folks would be like, "Hey look! They're doing a reenactment. Yeah! Grab yer guns boys, they're robbin' the bank. Yippy! Say, that guy ain't getting up......"

posted by Stace

Gotta say - I laughed out loud that Kev is talking about what little time we have to ourselves - which is true, and in fact, I cannot remember the last time he and I sat down and had a conversation with one another while we actually looked at one another - (I am, however, quite accustomed to having conversations while one of us is "doing something") - and yet, I only viewed 1 of the 3 movies he reviewed...

Hmm.

In other news.....

posted by Kevin:

I only have, like, a few seconds before Henry wakes up. See that's our life, squeeze other things in between Henry's feeding, changing, bathing and napping. (I have had to greatly cut back my own feeding, changing, bathing, and napping.)

Okay we also play a little. We still meet at the Goodbye Blue Monday coffee shop on Sunday mornings with friends, and I get out with the bike club every other Saturday.

Stace an I took Henry to a nature preserve in Faribault. It was warm sunny day, and the park has shady paved trails. Stace liked to point out the State Prison whenever it was visible through the trees.

Stace and Henry were downtown yesterday and Stace called me and asked if I wanted to meet at Blue Monday. I hopped on a very old bike and started cruising down the block. A few loud clicks and a bang later and I was carrying my bike downtown. The rear wheel hub had seized. (Stace's cell phone was on silent mode inside her work bag!!!)

We are big Netflix users too. Here are some recent reviews:

Dan in Real Life: "disappointing and predictable..."
Into the Wild: "intriguing story, but main character was NOT likable..."
Space 1999: "in every episode do they blow up an Eagle moon shuttle! How many could they possibly have?"