Day-Tripping. .. .

Last Wednesday we ventured up to the great Illinois capital of Springfield to meet Dad and Pam and Joey who were camping not far from there. We spent the afternoon at the Lincoln Museum and later at a fabulous establishment called Kicks 66.
Allow me to provide you with what I consider the 3 true successes of the day. One per child, mind you.

At the museum there is an area where kids can play with old-timey types of toys (things made out of this bizarre material they call "wood") and dress up in Lincoln era garb. Sedona enjoyed the dresses as much as the next little girl but it wasn't until she tried on the soldier's coat that it became worth mentioning. She puts on the coat, gets help buttoning it up and just as I step back to take her picture she turns and check out her butt in the mirror. No joke. Does the over the shoulder butt check in the enormous soldier's uniform. Atta girl.

Here she is just after the butt-check. All was well.




Next up - Jordan. The curious lad wonders if maybe Grandpa is lying when he says that he isn't actually ticklish. So Jordan digs those little fingers deep into grandpa-pits and gets, sadly, no reaction other than "Most people wouldn't want to put their hands in my armpits". So when he finially gives up we catch him slowly and very intently smelling his fingers. Yes. small sniffs, scrunched face.


A bit later we're at Kicks 66 enjoying the buffet and Joey comes back to the table with a mystery desert in a small bowl. We ask him what it is, he doesn't know but "it was on the desert pile" so he figured it couldn't be all bad. He takes a bite and then sets into the most dramatic display of spitting out food and wiping off tongue. We laugh, a bit suprised, and say "What is it, Joey?" and he responds in a voice reminiscent of Forrest Gump, "Something stick-ay!"

It was glorious.
A lovely day trip. Lovely children.
I'll get pictures up to accompany the story here in just a bit. Back to the Easter costume construction for awhile.