 |
| Grandma Baiba and Grandpa Butchie come to Talkeetna for a visit! First stop… Twister! |
 |
| While the grandparents are resting, Kadin and I wander through the railroad station and Kadin enjoyed his time behind bars. |
 |
| Butch shops the local "produce" while Kadin races around on his bicycle. |
 |
| Weeeeeee!!! |
 |
I had to stop into the VFW to meet up with a friend and Kadin was instantly fascinated with the pool table. He watched every shot, gave recommendations, and waited for the ball to travel from the pocket to the storage underneath. Physics scientist or pool shark to be? |
 |
Finally, a break in the rain and we get to be back on our bikes. If you can see how muddy his legs are, on this trip we went looking for all the big mud puddles! In fact, he had a communication melt down when I went onto the bike path… yelling, no, no, bdda, bdda, (or something like that) and pointing across the street to the dirt trail. I wasn't thinking in English and it took me forever to figure out he was saying "Puddles! Puddles!" I confirmed it with, "Oh, ¿quieres charcos?" Yes!!!!! We turned around as soon as I figured it out and had a muddy fun time. |
 |
| Fun little BBQ and bonfire at Sarah's place with Sarah, Drover, and Franny. Kadin and Jorie ran around like crazy, ate hotdogs and roasted marshmellows, and then finally chilled out by the fire. |
Silly times with bubbles. Somehow Mom stopped this video just before Kadin ran after the bubble and came back telling us there were Trolls behind the building.
addendum after Baiba's comments:
Kadin's beautiful and silly and wonderful Grandma Baiba…. Alaska's cold in September!
 |  |