Flying into Minnesota has to be one of my favorite things. You know you are home when you look down and all you see are lakes and trees (unless it's winter, then all you see is white). We flew in a little early this week so that we could have a day in the cities with family before heading up to the north shore.
At the airport, waiting for bags
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Hanging out on the Olson's patio. Asher's outdoors addiction is about a million times more intense when he can play with grass and trees and flowers and water (...opposed to New Mexico, where he can play with rocks and the occasional cactus).
Watering the bird bath...like a boss.
How cute is this? The neighborhood library!
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