My kids and I went on vacation this past weekend. We drive down to southern Minnesota, where I grew up. My kids got to sleep in my grandparents’ house, on the floor in the living room, just like I did countless times. We sat on the porch swing every night, until the mosquitoes made us go inside. They got to play in the same backyard as my sister, brother and I did when we were little. I’m getting a little emotional but I realize my grandparents won’t be around forever (the day before we began our trip, my grandpa was injured at work. He’s ok, but it really hits home that life is short!) I’m glad that I could take my kids to see my grandparents, and spend quality time with my family.
This park is relatively new. When we played at the Steam Engine Park as kids, all we had for fun was some old swings, really high monkey bars and a rickety bridge.
The kids had a great time playing in the rocks and climbing, but they had the most fun with the water. (My grandparents’ town has THE BEST water. I bring home gallons of tap water – it tastes so good!)
(More to come from our weekend away!)