We went to Wisconsin to visit Mike's family in early July. It is the perfect time of the year to visit Wisconsin - the weather is beautiful. This year's trip was no exception. I can say with total confidence that Henry
loved the trip. His grandparents' house is basically Disneyland for little boys. Dogs, fireworks, tractors, fields with bales of hay... what is not to love?
One of the dogs is a Great Dane, which is by far the biggest dog that Henry has every seen. When he first met Sofie (the Dane), I prompted Henry, "What does the
doggie say?" Henry looked Sofie up and down and said, "
RRRoarrrrr!" He thought she was a lion. When he wasn't sprinting through the fields or playing London Bridge by walking through Sofie's legs, Henry could be found in his Grandpa's machine shed. Tractors, riding lawn mowers, an ATV, yes, it just kept getting better and better.
Henry also had a wonderful time playing with all of his cousins. He played
frisbee with Isaac and took walks with Elizabeth and gave hugs to baby William. He went to the Wild West rodeo show with the big boys, and he even got to pet a horse! In the evenings, he did a little singing and dancing to ham it up for the crowds. There was a lot to explore, and Henry did not rest until he had seen everything and met everyone.
Literally. He didn't stop moving the entire time we were there. He would fly through the house, always stopping for a quick touch and go hug to Grandma, and then he was off again to play with his cousins, blow some bubbles, sit on the tractor, pet a dog, run down the lane... needless to say, Mike and I were a little exhausted from all of the Henry wrangling.
We stopped in Madison for a day and a half so we could relive the glory days, so to speak. I didn't get my fried cheese curds, but I did get some
Babcock ice cream and some Great Dane artichoke dip. We spent an afternoon at the terrace (read: we spent a couple of hours trying to stop Henry from jumping in the lake). And we reconnected with a lot of friends, which is always something we look forward to during our annual trip.
On our drive back to the Milwaukee airport to return home, while Henry snacked on fresh berries from his uncle's garden, we started to plan for next summer's trip to Wisconsin.
