Since the purpose of this trip was to visit Preston, and since Preston had to come to Manhattan this weekend to move out of his old apartment, we knew today we would head home. But we always need one last adventure! We went back to the Gathering Place. This time to ride their free paddle boats and kayaks. We didn’t really get good photos since you have to leave all your stuff behind so it doesn’t fall in the water! We had a great time paddle boating. We also let the girls run off some steam at one of the many amazing playgrounds they have, and cooled off briefly in the splash pad.
I do not think I could say enough about this park. They have everything. Water features, free adventures like kayaks and paddle boats, programs and plays and musical presentations, room for skateboarding, biking, nature hikes, and the most amazing playgrounds I have ever seen in my life. All spread over like 80 acres of pristinely planted and manicured park land. Blown away by the amazingness is how I felt. Truly, you could take a complete vacation in this place, and it is all free.
Preston had 2 vehicles in Tulsa. We thought he was selling his old car, but he hadn’t gotten it done. He leaves there in a couple weeks, and couldn’t drive 2 vehicles back, so Jim decided we could drive his old car back and sell it here. Preston told us he had been having some trouble with the car. One of the things was that it had a shimmy. Jim and I decided to check the lug nuts before leaving. And when we opened the trunk, this is what we saw. Good thing he didn’t sell the car. There is a lot of expensive junk in there? Floor jack, carhardt coat, tools, boxing gloves.
I’m going to say that it was not quite as exciting as helping Cameron clear a trunk, but I do wonder why my boys have so much random junk they carry around.
My little vacation crew. I am thankful for the get away and for the time I got to spend with some of my kids. I am also thankful that they are willing to go look at weird junk, try out new activities and mostly get along and have a fun couple of days with their old parents.
Since I got us lost on the way to Tulsa, Mallory calibrated our phone map apps. We went down with 2 vehicles and were coming home with 3, one of which we were uncertain would make it. No time for getting lost or delaying on the trip. Mallory might have also been a little bit worried about weather (she follows the location of Reid Timmer and if he is in the area, she is worried). Also, since we missed the Laura Ingalls Wilder homestead in the way, we decided to stop on the way back. Evie did not know Laura was a real person, and when she found out, she was full of questions.
Wrenley just liked the donkeys. She did not want to leave the donkeys and she didn’t care one bit about anything there except for the donkeys.
Saige swore she never read the books, we never read them to her, none of her teachers read her the books, and that she thought the show was boring and never watched it. Her older sisters were heartbroken by this statement, and have declared me an unfit mother.
We have been to several of these homesteads. The one on De Smet, South Dakota is by far the best one. This one was pretty good. There was a gift shop. Remember when I said the activities in the Gatherong place were free? Well one trip into the gift shop ruined our “free” morning? Oh well, ya only live once. Might as well spend all the money!
Saige told me I take entirely too many photos. She told me I need to learn to rely on my memory more. She underestimates the number I take with the number I WANT to take. She should feel blessed.
I keep telling her someday she will be glad I documented her childhood- even if she looks grouchy in all the pictures!
Did I mention that Wrenley liked the donkeys?
We had lunch in Independence, and said we weren’t stopping u til we got home. I didn’t believe it would happen- but I was wrong. No stops. No problems, no drama. Preston’s car made it. We did hit some rough weather, but by far not the worst I’ve ever driven through.
We are all happy to be home - and Maude has been a tremendous mess with happiness. She missed her people.
Hey kid- vacation is over - tell your dad that Grammy said “tag - you’re it!”