Jake, Luke and I just returned home from a long weekend in Kansas City, Kansas where Jake participated in an AAU basketball tournament. We drove halfway Thursday evening, then the rest of the way Friday morning. Jake and his team played in 4 games. The tournament was successful, in that they played some strong teams and were able to participate in an elite tournament. Not so successful from a win/loss perspective. The three of us had a nice time together, and Luke seemed to enjoy cheering for the Comets. After a 9:15 AM game this morning, we headed back to Minnesota and the cold weather.
On the trip back it was quite windy and gusts of wind were blowing our Suburban all over the road. I commented about the strong wind a few times. As we reached the flat, open farmland of Iowa, we came upon a large wind farm with maybe 100 wind turbines. I told the boys to look at all the “windmills.” Luke exclaimed, “Holy Smokes! No wonder it’s so windy!” After a good laugh Jake and I had to explain that the turbines were spinning because of the wind … not causing the wind.
Lisa took all the rest of the kids to the matinee showing of “Soul Surfer,” a true story about a female surfer who loses her arm in a shark attack. The shark attack left an impression on Eli! He was asking Lisa a lot of questions. Why did that shark bite off her arm? Why didn’t he bite off the other arm?
Lisa and I had a quick getaway last week. We arranged everything in advance, the older children took charge, and Isabella stayed home the next day with Eli. We went into Minneapolis, ate amazing steaks at the Capitol Grille, saw the play/musical Jersey Boys, and spent the night at Graves 601, a great hotel in downtown Minneapolis. We slept in the next day, and then had lunch at Di Amico & Sons. We then came home. It was a much needed getaway, and we had the best time. I just love spending time with my wife. I am so blessed that I not only love Lisa, but I really like her too.
As we pulled onto our street after our trip home from KC, we noticed that the neighbor’s yard had been mowed (due to our cold weather most people haven’t mowed yet). Jake moaned in agony as he started to complain about mowing and saying how much he hated to mow. I then launched into my, “when I was your age I had to …” Jake interrupted me and said, “I know Dad, when you were my age you had to hand clip every blade of grass individually - one at a time.” He’s a funny boy!
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