Sunday, January 30, 2011

Winter Carnival: The Lighter Side

There were a few lighter moments too. She seemed to enjoy just hanging out with us for a while.




Winter Carnival: The Bad Ugly or Indifferent


We tried to get Tilly to ride a pony, but she wasn't having any of it.


Not exactly thrilled to be here, it would appear...


On the Vulcans' firetruck.


Time to go home.


She couldn't be bothered to actually walk in the back door on her own power. She sort of flopped down and waited for one of us to bring her in the kitchen.


Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Part 2: The Good Stuff





Mace's Birthday Part 1

The birthday boy. The big 1.

I can't picture any other kind of cake than a John Deere tractor cake.

Tilly's just checking things out.


Tilly and I went to Jameson's birthday party Saturday. She can't fully pronounce Jameson--it comes out "Mace".

He did pretty well with the presents. Tilly enjoyed playing with the girl cousins and with Mace. She got to see several aunts and uncles.


Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Something Tells Me We Should Get Used to This Look

Tilly and Emma discussing something at the Mall. I can see this scene being repeated in the future.

Underwater Adventures. Indeed.






We took Tilly, Jameson, Kate and Helen to Underwater Adventures at the Mall of America on Monday. The MOA is not a place I would like to visit again on a national holiday in the winter when a very popular Christian rock singer has clogged up the major gathering area in the mall.

The kids enjoyed it, so that's all that matters.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Capitol


After we struck out at the airport, I thought I would swing by the Capitol and show Tilly where all the big decisions are going down this spring.


Yet again, she's a phenomenon. There's something about her that Japanese tourists we've run into are drawn to. I am not sure what it is, as there's a language barrier for me, but this same exact thing has happened so many times.


The Gallery.


Someday, Tilly, someday.


Ready. To. Go. Home.

Airplanes


Tilly and I ventured downtown to the small Downtown St Paul airport, looking for airplanes. She saw one taxiing in after landing, but nothing up close. We'll have to try again. They said Saturday morning isn't exactly peak activity down there. Oh well.