Thursday, August 21, 2008

Living Historty

Living History Farms! I hadn't been there since the 4th grade.
Becky having fun at the Indian wigwam.
The 1800's farm. And the menfolk cutting grass.
James was scary with this thing. I thought he was going to let go and kill someone.
Exploring...
Mike doing women's work.
Moving forward in time. We were all happy about this except Mike.
Mom made a friend.
You can't see it, but this seat bounces.
By this point we were all tired and hungry.
If only Mike were this enthusiastic about mowing the lawn at home...
This one seems pretty self-explanatory.
The waitress advised against Mike ordering this because she didn't think he'd be able to finish it.
...but he finished it! Though, he didn't finish his fries.
At the blacksmith's, one of them showed us a knife blade and the wire used to make it.
Look at us good little kids excited to be in school.
I always knew Becka was a bad child...
Becky at the wood workers.
Mike and James spent so much time at the blacksmiths (read, they stayed there the entire time that the rest of us were exploring the village) that they were allowed to go behind the security chain, and Mike got to stoke the fire.
As per tradition, at the end of the day, your day pass sticker goes on some piece of public furniture outside. Not shown: the completely wallpapered trashcans.

1 comment:

Loren&Jolene said...

Nice blogging. You should let Aunt Janet know you blogged, since you were one of the blogs mentioned in her "public service announcement."
:)
-Dad