We had a wonderful two weeks at my parents house on Little Sand Lake in Minnesota this month. (Emma was only able to stay for the first week.) The first week we seemed to bring warm weather and sunshine with us and we had a great week playing on the beach, swimming and hanging out on Uncle Brad's fab pontoon boat. Alex and Ellie though stayed true to their roots which are in Oman and the Caymans. The water at the lake was way too cold for them to go swimming. Alex did fall off the dock one day and went head first into the lake. It was quite shallow and he quickly found his feet on his own. Tata Tamara was on hand to pull him out. He spent the rest of the week proudly telling everyone how he didn't cry when he went in. He also kept going on and on about how he blew bubbles and kicked with his legs when he went in. One day Alex and Ellie did try to get in when we were all swimming off the pontoon boat one afternoon. The both had looks of extreme shock on their faces when they hit the water and were out in an instant. One afternoon after watching all the Hodgins kids skiing and tubing, Ellie decided she wanted to go tubing. We got her on the tube with cousin Rowan and pushed them off. She quickly decided she wanted to change her mind. We did get her to ride along for a short ride before we had to pull her in, quite the adventure for the new two year old. One afternoon while we were on Big Sand Lake on the pontoon we anchored in a shallow area out in the middle of the lake. We were all enjoying a good swim, minus Alex and Ellie who were content to stay on the side and watch, warm and dry. Alex must have decided he had fallen in once and Ellie had missed out so he pushed Ellie in off the side. She had her life jacket on so there was no real harm done other than the surprise and shock on her face when she finally righted herself. I happened to be right there in the water and had her out in a jiffy.
We all went along to Chateau Zorba's one Sunday afternoon to hear Grandma and Papa Denny's band "The Upper Mississippians" rock the house again. The kids all love to listen and dance to the music. They also really enjoying getting to join along with a percussion piece to one of the songs up front with the band.
We had two mornings at the logging camp for breakfast. Since pancakes are Alex's favorite food, they had a great time. They even had more fun exploring the trails and playing on the old logging equipment. The second week the weather got much cooler as the autumn weather arrived early. I quite enjoyed the cool weather as we have lots of hot, humid weather at home whenever we want. There was much less swimming but the kids had a blast playing with all the toys and costumes in grandma's basement. We also fit in a few shopping trips to Walmart and ice cream at the old fashioned ice cream parlor at the Dorset House. After two busy weeks of little sleep, lots of playing, bike riding and having a great time with their cousins, it was time for Eric to head home with the kids on my own.
This was my first trip with both kids on my own. The first person I came across as I entered the Minneapolis airport at 0530 with the kids in their double push chair and trying to wheel two large suitcases along with my other hand, asked if I was travelling on my own. When I said yes, her reply was good luck. The lady at the check-in desk had the same response for me. When I went to get a tag for the push chair at the gate, the man took one look at me and offered me the bulkhead row as he thought it might be a bit easier for us. Half way through the flight, two weeks of little sleep and way too much stimulation finally got to Alex and he lost it. It took almost two hours to calm him down, which I am sure the people in first class in the row in front of us appreciated. A nice lady who was travelling with her family did offer Alex a large bag of gummie bears which helped to start calming him down. Northwest Airlines must have noticed that I had a very long layover in Miami and came up with an idea to help me kill time. Instead of delivering our push chair to the gate as we got off, "they forgot" and sent it to the baggage claim. I had to lug Ellie down the length of the airport while avoiding Alex or coaxing him up off the floor. We survived our five hours in the Miami airport and had a relatively calm rest of the trip. Everyone was very excited to see mummie after we finally got out of the airport just about dead-last in the warmth of the Cayman evening.