Tuesday, July 14, 2009

A brief review of Michigan

We just returned from a few days at the Thorpe compound on Burt Lake in Michigan. This is not to be confused with the Thorpe compound in Troy, Ohio. It was a delightful time of hanging out with Papa and Grammy and Molly. We only had two days of good weather to be on the water, but there were plenty of other exciting things to do.

1. We went to Legs Inn and enjoyed authentic Polish food such as a turkey Reuben and hamburger.
2. We returned to the world famous Mystery Spot and learned all about the area's gravitational pull toward the east. We are also happy to say that the Mystery Spot was once again voted #1.
3. Also learned about Melon heads and the Northern Michigan werewolves at the Weird Michigan Wax Museum. There are not enough words to describe this debacle.
4. Rode in Great Grandpa's minivan (we are slowly drifting toward the minivan dark side).

In the past when we've gone to Michigan in the summer, we would take a ton of pictures. The last year when Eleanor was a fetus and an infant, respectively, we photographed the crap out of her. The number of pictures taken has dropped significantly now that she is a toddler running around in the yard with three dogs and a deck without a railing and HOLY CRAP!!! ELEANOR!!! DON'T GO NEAR THE LAKE!!! Sorry about that. Taking pictures and keeping an eye on Eleanor don't always go together. Here is what we have from this year.

Emily's caption idea: Bathing suit time.

Heeeeeeeeeere's Eleanor!!!

Sammy: This pool is fun.
Eleanor: Let me tell you my friend.

Pouring a bottle out onto a plate for Aunt Molly.


Eleanor is more tolerant of her life jacket this year.

Especially when Papa is around!!!


4 comments:

Journey said...

The blog is back!! :) Love the new photos!!!!

Anonymous said...

love the life jacket pics!

Unknown said...

I like how cobbled together and stoney the Legs Inn looks. Also, Eleanor does a good Jack Nicholson impression.

Unknown said...

the Mystery Spot you posted was in Santa Cruz, CA...what the F? Did Emily write this one or something