It is just a baby river.

There were a lot of things that M was looking forward to about our vacation. We tried to impress upon her how special and cool it was that we were going to Itasca. We were going to the home of the baby 'Sippi river. She's been calling it the 'Sippi River every time we cross since early this year. When we cross back the other way it is Two 'Sippi River. Baby was the best way we could explain how it changes from a small stream in the north woods to what it is here, to eventually what it becomes in New Orleans.



Mostly, before we left, she talked about the bike trailer. She wasn't so sure when she saw it, but she likes going fast, so any fears were quickly forgotten. It creates a bit more drag than the bike seat, but I didn't mind pulling it. I'm not sure if I would have felt the same way a few months ago.


The life of the person who takes pictures is that I always get to see these kinds of firsts. She would have walked back and forth on that all day if we had let her.


As it was, we knew we were all getting tired and hungry. Just one more time though.


If you are wondering, yes it really is that beautiful and green up there. While we have been hurting for rain here, they have had enough up north. The weather was gorgeous for the whole trip, if not a little warm.

I love the city. I love the diversity, the culture, the access to fresh vegetables. However, if I could find a way to have a good job and fresh produce up there, I'm not sure if I would want to stay here so much. It is so beautiful.