Sara, Chris and Bannack made it to New York and have been posting photos again. Here they are enjoying a cone from Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory after a bike ride through the neighborhood. Looks like they’ll fit right in!
I had one demand for Sara and Chris’ trip through Chicago: Rainbow Cone Rainbow cone is a summertime staple in Chicago’s south-side, and has about equal place in my memory as the lightning bugs that blink though the humid evenings here. So as you can imagine I was delighted when my cousin Mike and his wife Jenny showed up to the potluck with 40 rainbow cones. I think there were three left over after the party disbursed.
Bannack wasn’t too keen on the pistachios in the green layer of the rainbow cone but his great grandma Rose didn’t mind them one bit.
Sara, Chris, Bannack, and June the Moon arrived safe and sound in Illinois after three days worth of road tripping. We’re happy to have them for the next few days before they continue on their way to the Big Apple.
Their first stop was the Krizek’s out in Downer’s Grove and I couldn’t help but make the quick trip out here to greet them. We had a nice night around the dinner table chatting and anticipating the big pot luck Aunt Col is hosting Wednesday afternoon. We stayed up late with Rosie hearing stories about family, travel and dogs. Including a new one about my Grampa’s mean tempered, liver eating, half mutt Chihuahua, Rusty. I can’t believe I’d never heard that one before!
I’m pretty thrilled to be back in Montana for the weekend for a big Roberts’ family reunion. The family booked 22 rooms here at Fairmont Hot Springs, that includes one tipi. We’re off with a bang and a ROAR. (Roberts’ Outstandingly Awesome Reunion.)
But best of all is getting to see Bannack grown up and more capable of antics than ever. Here he is at around ten o’clock last night playing bell boy.
I asked Chris to send me more nephew Bannack photos and he’s been really pulling through the past few weeks. This one melts my heart! I miss the little squirt.
From Chris:
It has been a long time since I have visited the country club pool in Great Falls, Montana but Great Grandma Fern was kind enough to take us yesterday.
It was pure 1950s sweetness and Bannack fit right in in his tight striped le petit bateau swim suit (thanks Jill).