First a little mood music. I discovered this on Mr. Hobbitfeet's iPod playing our favorite game of searching for a word (highway in this case) and playing everything that comes up. So play this and imagine the four of us driving down the highway screaming this as loud as we can.
We made really good time on our way to Topeka. I need to say that my kids were SO excited about Topeka. There is an episode of Foster's Home for Imaginary Creatures that they quote incessantly and they couldn't wait to be in the city itself and say, "It's hot in Toe-PEEK-uhh! I'm a hot toe-picker. Topeka's hot. My Toe is hot. Pick it!" Here is my family by a Topeka sign being Hot:
and being toe-pickers:
The first thing we did when we got there was visit a site recommended by Roadside America: The World's Largest Meat Cleaver, which is just in a random parking lot.
If you look closely at the picture you can see a lady who thinks we're really weird.
Then we hit another Roadside America spot to see a giant wren.
It almost pooped on Mr. H.
Then we went to our hotel where Girl suddenly decided that not only was she no longer afraid to jump into the pool by herself, but she could also go down the three-story water slide alone. We also found out that there was a tornado watch. The tornado never came but a storm knocked out the hotel power. Luckily it was late enough that we were able to sleep through the outage.
On day two we got a late start and discovered that Boy hadn't packed anything but two long sleeve shirts and a dress shirt. So we had to stop and buy new ones. I was sick as a dog with some weird stomach virus. The only thing that seemed mildly interesting was the OZ museum but it didn't open for another half hour and we had an endless stretch of Kansas and two cranky kids, needless to say, there are no pictures for today. By the time we passed the "Welcome to Colorado" sign, we were too tired to stop. But we finally arrived and after some dinner and getting settled we let the kids swim in the campground pool until well after dark.
On our way back to our cabin, Girl was so tired that Mr. Hobbitfeet put her on his shoulders. With our cabin in sight, Mr. Hobbitfeet tripped over something and the two of them fell face down into gravel. She's pretty scrapped and bloody, but overall okay. I will post pictures in the morning.
So one good day, one bad day. We'll see what tomorrow brings. Hopefully it's a better day as it is our 5th wedding anniversary.
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