Carababababa's

We spent the morning recovering from Brookville. Thankfully, we had no plans until 5:00 when we were going to dinner with Grammie, Poppy, and Aunt Sissy for Grammie's birthday. This gave us the opportunity to put away camping gear, empty the cooler, and nearly finish the muddy laundry.

By the time we headed out to Carabba's Daddy, Ollie, Speck, and I were starving. We pulled into the parking lot just seconds after the rest of the crew, so we didn't even have to wait to be seated. This was good, because I knew there would be bread and olive oil awaiting us inside.

Ollie thoroughly enjoyed bumming food from everyone's plate, especially Poppy's meatballs. Aunt Sissy couldn't get over how the little guy will eat anything we give him and with a smile. He also spent much of dinner begging Daddy for more food by poking him on the arm when he was ready for a bite. If that wasn't enough to get Daddy's attention, we got vocal, practicing his ba, ba, ba sounds.Even though we were all stuffed at the end of the meal we couldn't resist heading down the road for Graeter's. I shared my dip of black raspberry chip with the little guy. I think he adores the best ice cream in the world even more than Daddy. It was very nice to spend time celebrating Grammie's 29th birthday.

After dinner and dessert we had to go to the grocery. I think I spent less tonight than I ever have at the store. I guess gorging myself before shopping is enough to keep me from buying anything but essentials.

Tomorrow I'm off work, so hopefully we'll get some chores out of the way and have plenty of time to kick back. Off to bed to rest up.

Happy Birthday Grammie!

Mudville, Indiana

We headed back to Brookville early this morning to spend the day with Daddy. It rained even more overnight, so the mud situation only worsened. This made for one soggy Daddy, and even more interesting sites traveling around the show grounds.

Once again Ollie loved riding in the Gator checking out all the tractors and such. Me, I enjoyed watching people try to navigate the soupy mess. I probably would have felt differently if I were forced to be a pedestrian, but from the safety of the Gator, this was quite entertaining.

While we were cruising through the mud, we stopped by the petting zoo so Ollie could see the animals. Grandpa will be pleased to hear that he was less interested in the goats than he normally is, but he was definitely into the donkey and the rabbits.

Just as soon as we thought the rain was over for good, it started up again. Grandma, Ollie, and I took refuge in the camper, which gave Ollie the opportunity to learn a new skill. I suppose his obsession with wheels paid off because while we were sitting at the table he turned around and closed the camper window. This entertained him for a good 15 minutes, which was just enough time for the sun to peak back out again.




Soon we were packing up and heading home, this time with Daddy following us. Ollie and I are both happy Daddy is home tonight and I think he's happy to have a dry bed.

Brookville, Raindiana

I took off work today so Ollie and I could join Daddy in Brookville, Indiana at the annual tractor show extravaganza. Daddy had plans to camp, but Ollie and I were just going to hang out for the day and head home before bedtime meltdown.

Of course it poured down rain all night long so Ollie and I had some reservations about making the hour long drive. After a short pow-wow, we decided that we didn't want to disappoint Daddy. So we layered on warm clothes and packed an extra jacket and socks, then headed out the door.

Even though the weather report suggested the rain would stop, it drizzled the entire time we were driving. When we arrived the mud was unbelievable, so much so that Ollie and I decided to approach the day as an adventure.

First things first, Ollie had to eat. Luckily Grandma and Grandpa arrived a few hours earlier with their camper, so we had shelter from the rain and a place where Ollie wouldn't be distracted by all the activity.

After a Gator ride through the mud and pretending to drive JR's golf cart, Ollie was tuckered out and ready for a nap.




We borrowed Grandpa's bunk and cozied up for a snooze and some lounging.






Finally, the rain stopped for a little while and we were able to explore the grounds. Ollie enjoyed the mud almost as much as the tractors and I found watching people navigate the sloppy mess enthralling.



After enjoying a bowl of Grandma's campfire chili, Ollie and I were ready to head home. The excitement of the day wore the little man out, so his head was bobbing as he ate his prunes. The house seems quiet without Daddy and we hope he isn't getting wet in his tent, but we're sure glad to be home and dry.

Tomorrow we'll be heading back to Brookville, hopefully the rain will subside.