Scrapbook:Springfield Part Deux or Hark How the Bells

Part One here
After a long morning of traveling it is always nice to take the rest of the day to nap while the kids run around feral.
Or you can go to the park.

 

To cute to be feral.

It's nice to get outside and sweat like a pig.  

All proof of me sweating has been destroyed, furthering the illusion that I glow.

DUCKS!  they never get boring. or are these geese?  In that case:

GEESE!

And we break for a public service announcement:
Geese and ducks poop. They poop a lot. When you feed geese and duck bread they not only poop more but the poop becomes a texture that is not normal and quite frankly is beyond disgusting.  Don't feed geese and ducks bread. 
Thank you , 
Friends who don't want to step in mushy duck crap, or is it geese crap?  In that case GEESE CRAP!

This park that we went to holds special meaning to my sister and her husband, it is where they were married.  And as Megan says, "YUCK MARRIED!"
She's a hopeless romantic.

One of my favorite things about the park is this....

Carillon bells

So cool. Last year we were able to not only hear them, but watch them being played. 
How are they played you ask?

On this contraption

The view from the top....

Amazing!

Hello down there.

Barf!

This should make you feel better...

Pretty!

More pictures to come.
It's like being tortured by your co-worker's 500 baby pictures, all in the same pose, but with less spit-up!

Scrapbook: Springfield

The Land of Lincoln.  I consider it my home state, so it is nice to go back and pay a visit.
So we leave early for our long journey.  Lots of driving.  The view....

Corn

Corn

and WHAT?? More CORN.

Ahh! yes my weary travelers you learn well.

But between the corn and the tears you see something totally worth not letting your mind go to that deep dark place that makes you wonder, "Is there really such a thing as Children of the Corn?"  "And if there is am I better with these corn children then with my own children?"
That joke just doesn't gets old.

Ahh! Serenity Now.

It's all in the name.

When you plan a family vacation it is always nice to visit people you know.  Of course the less warning you give them the better, don't give them a chance to change their mind. Even better....
SURPRISE THEM! 
The best time for this surprise?  Right before their morning coffee, that way you can prepare yourself for the morning scare.
My sister is actually not that scary in the morning.  You should have seen her face when I came knocking with my two rug-rats at seven a.m..   Priceless.

She let us stay.   She's cool like that.

My sister's rug-rats.

Although I think my sister's rug-rats might get a stern talking to about the art of barking warnings when strangers come near.  Those puppies love early morning visitors!
Best dogs EVER.  I call them my dawgs.

Disclosure: I gave my sister fair warning I was coming and this trip was planned well in advance.  No pre-coffee surprises were bestowed upon unwilling sisters, but if  pre-coffee surprises where bestowed upon sisters they'd love it.   That is why sisters rock.
 Please do not show up to people's houses unannounced.  This makes you a total douchenozzle or a Cousin Eddie .   Don't be a Cousin Eddie. 

Stay tune, more trip photos to come.
It's like that totally awesome slide show your Aunt Edna  showed you when she went to the Poconos, only with less mumus and heart shape tubs.