Yesterday we went for a trip up north. We left in the morning, first stopping at the gas station for gas and munchies. The FP Gal got some milk to share with Relia. She let her take a sip and then took it from her while I got on the interstate and needed to accelerate. There were protests and I told her she needed to be patient. She waited one beat and with perfect timing screamed, "No!". It was very funny.
Up we went and she didn't sleep at all on the drive. We stopped at the rest area just outside of Duluth and were treated to thick, thick fog. I love that cool moist deliciousness. It turned out that the clouds were at that exact level, once we drove down the hill it was open space.
We had a quick spot of lunch and then drove further north to a beach that the FP Gal loves. There is a small turnout and then a short walk to the rocks. The whole thing is largish surf rounded rocks and stones. We tried to teach her how to skip rocks and ended up giving her a love for throwing stones and yelling. Just as well.
Then back to town for our party. You might remember the get together with my former high school friends back in January. Back then we decided to try it again in warm weather. That was yesterday. A little different mix of people but still lots of fun. (If we keep this up and just add a couple more each time we could have the unofficial class of '91 reunion all on our own.)
Then back home, much too late for Relia. We some quiet moments and some screaming. We had an ill timed gas refill that resulted in more outrage. She finally collapsed about ten minutes from home, a good three hours later than usual. Got her into the house, changed her and put her down. We were both in bed shortly after.
A very good, but long, day.