After Hoppy's farm, we all ventured out to the nearby tourist town and did a little shopping - you know, for the essentials: saltwater taffy, apple bullseyes, Jelly Bellies, and the like. Here's The Princess attempting to escape from a hand-carved moose chair in that lovely little town:
On the way back to the cottage, we stopped off for dinner at the restaurant with these beautiful flowers outside. While we were there, an aqua-colored Ford Model A pulled up. I'm just sad that we didn't think to take a picture of the nifty car.
Around sunset, I ventured out into the front yard to take in the scenery. Here's the family cottage:
And the breathtaking sunset:
Great Grammie found out what it's like to be in charge of The Princess in the wide-open expanses of the outdoors. She eventually made a comment about understanding the whole "kid leash" phenomenon.
Fall isn't far away now...
In the evening, while Momma was packing our things up, The Princess continued her mission to systematically disassemble Great Grammie and Great Grampy's puzzle in the bedroom.
We all crashed out, and woke in the morning to another beautiful day. Unfortunately, we only had a couple of hours before we had to get back on the road. After breakfast (blueberry pancakes - yum!), we took one last walk around the yard, passing The Princess around to all of the grandparents. Here she is with Great Grampy, attempting to drag him back down to the water for one last swim.
And here we are with Great Grammie and Great Grampy, sayin' our goodbyes before hittin' the road.
And then it was time to get back in the car to return home. Unfortunately, the preferred lunch spot for the drive home was a bit too much for The Princess, so she and I took a stroll up and down the street before eating our lunches out of take-out containers in the back seat. Surprisingly enough, this was really the only tough time we had on the whole trip. She was an angel for the majority of the trip, and I could tell she was genuinely having a good time. Other than that, nothing else matters.
Eight or so hours after leaving the cottage, we returned home where The Hubbs had made BLT sandwiches for everyone for dinner. During those eight hours, though, another pretty momentous thing happened: not one wet Pull-Up. Sure, we could have gotten home faster, but we stopped at every rest area (and one Dairy Queen...so sue us!), and she remained dry for the entire trip. I'm so proud of my little girl.
Goodbye, Land of Beef Jerky. We had a wonderful time, and we're looking forward to our next visit.
Yay! What a kid! Glad you guys had fun, except for the livestock incident.
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