We just arrived here in the north woods of Central Minnesota. I still feel like we are moving. We had about two ten hour days in a row of driving. The trip from Athens to Zimmerman can be done in one hard day of driving with determined adults, but requires two days if you have a prince in the backseat.
Anders had good moments and bad moments. He ate poorly, did not sleep much, and cried straight through from Janesville to Wisconsin Dells. He had many other moments of ill temper, such as during the massive construction delays in NW Indiana.
Anders does not like eating at McDonald's, making him the only little kid in American to feel that way. He ate far better at Starbucks NW of Indianapolis (I realize I'm leaving a yuppie baby joke on the table, so go for it).
We came to realize that Anders did not like being in the car so he filibusters his feedings until the last five minutes of his hour limit on feedings, then he downs enough that we can jump back on the interstate in good conscience.
We took him on a little stroll to a park in Osseo, WI this afternoon. We put him in a swing and pushed him a little, which he enjoyed. It was his first extended swing. (Anna took him to swing earlier this month in Athens, but muggy weather, a full playground, and some other stuff I'm not going to ask Anna about right now since he is teaching Anders to walk without crawling.)
We stayed with Anders' godparents on my side, Brad and Martha Albers, in Chicago. My friend Lucas also came over to meet Anders. He commented that Anders was the cutest baby. Brad and Martha live a couple blocks away from Wrigley Field. Anders loved rolling far and wide around their hardwood floors. His parents loved the natural air conditioning of Lake Michigan a few blocks past the Friendly Confines.
The humidity has been oppressive in Athens all month. We have had condensation on the windows multiple times already, a trick usually saved for later in the summer. Today, driving from Chicago to Zimmerman we did not see a cloud all day and the temperature did not rise above 77 degrees outside. Summer is my favorite season, but I am not a huge fan of the humidity. Anyway, the perfection of this day needed to be addressed.
It will be a busy next few days for Anders as he receives visits from aunt, uncles, great aunts great uncles, great grandparents, along with various and sundry in laws and outlaws.
It's nice to have an extra set of hands. The only reason I have time to write at this time is that Grammuh has absconded with Anders.
I'm going to enjoy this post 9 pm sunset and try to do something to make myself feel like I'm standing still.
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