We spent the night in Red Wing, Minnesota, a river front town along the Mississippi. Our route there took us right along the river and Lake Pepin so we saw the evidence of all the rain that has fallen up here outside our windows. We were home by ten Sunday morning, and decided to tackle putting in a garden bed around the deck. (Clearly, we are seizing our chance to live it up.)
Meanwhile, we can report that the bambini went to a horse show to see Lippinzaners, and that they got horses. (We assume these horses are of the toy variety since Grandma Connie and Grandpa Charles have said nothing about looking for stables.) Joe's has no flowers and is a boy while Clara's has flowers and is "not a boy." They also saw where Julie went to middle school and climbed the same trees she once did!
It is very quiet here at the White House. That is o-kay only because we know come Friday evening, it won't be.

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