Minnesota!

At the airport! Was as fun as it...appears. Getting all of us out the door, and the house ready for the petsitter, requires an act of God. Several, in fact. I packed PBJs for everyone because it's such a hassle to go to a restaurant with three kids and I broke the news while driving to Atlanta and let me tell you NO ONE was happy about the situation, including Mat. Nobody in this family likes their food messed with.

We were in Minnesota for our niece Marea's graduation party, and here everyone is, ready to party. I was dating Mat when Marea was born! Marea was our flower girl and Evan our ring bearer. I cannot wrap my mind around the fact that she's going to college next year. I know that's what everyone says. I guess time confounds us all.

Mat and Anton from the early aughts. Y'day Hank asked us how long we'd been married and I said "almost 16 years!" and Mat, who has been painting the entire house and is as stiff as a board muttered "a million."

At Blue Monday, which Mat frequented during high school, and where I've been going for nearly twenty years now?

At the Northfield Library. We spent a day downtown, doing Northfield things.

The zoo with Marea and Evan!

Hank stole this stroller, again and again.

Lee and one of Pat's goldens

On our way home!