Visiting Thisbe and Family

Would it be cheating just to link to Aunt Kaethe's post about our Northfield visit? We have the same pictures just from a slightly different angle.

Ok, ok. We drove up on a hot Friday morning. Spent the afternoon with a sick Uncle Peder and healthy Aunt Kaethe and cousin Thisbe. We ate and visited and let the two of you play. All of the adults were kinda of tired from summer travel. It was nice to sit and just hang out. No agenda, no stress.

You and your cousin had a lovely time swapping toys, books, blocks, juice cups. It was funny, the two of you would babble incoherently at eat other as if you both knew exactly what the other was saying. I wonder if there is some universal baby language...





What did the adults do after the wee ones were put to bed? Play cards, of course! Girls totally blew the boys out the water in a rousing game of hand and foot.



We spent the night and for some odd reason you got up at 5:30am! (Alright, it could have been that we put you directly under a east facing window without a blind and the sun lite up your crib). Anyway, Daddy got up with you and then promptly watch you trip over your Linus blanket and bang your head into Aunt Kaethe and Uncle Peder's rosemaled wedding trunk. You've bumped your head before, so we didn't think anything of it... until you developed the enormous bump / bruise / nasty looking cut on under your left eye. You lived... no thanks to your father's babysitting skills.





The visit was all too short and soon we were returning across the Mississippi to Wisconsin. One thing is certain, you and Thisbe are quite the pair together and this is only the beginning to a life long friendship.