Maeve and Lilly

We took a ride down to Galena to spend Thanksgiving with my Aunt Ruth and Uncle Darrell. My cousins and all their kids were there so it was barely controlled chaos; there seemed to be all sorts of games and intrigue going on downstairs in the basement playroom. Us adults didn’t have to intervene too much.

After dinner, we went on a hayride (my Uncle pulling a rickety wagon around the property with his pickup). Maeve was all excited at first but didn’t really like the bumps. “I don’t like the bumps; I don’t want to be on the hay ride.” After the hayride, Lilly and took the go-cart out for a spin. Lilly loved it; every time I looked at her, she was grinning ear to ear. Maeve, on the other hand, didn’t want anything to do with it.

Lilly had some sort of allergic reaction to Maeve’s comforter during the night. We had brought it from home and didn’t think about the fact that our cat Wilson sleeps with Maeve every night. Lilly apparently was reacting to the cat hair and dander. Once we got her away from the blanket and sitting up a bit, she was able to breath easier.

The morning was clear and cold and Lilly insisted on another go-cart ride before we left. She squealed with delight when we got air a couple of times and didn’t want it to end. Maeve decided she did want a ride this morning as long I promised to drive slowly just on the driveway. Within two seconds, though, she was urging me to “go faster Poppa.” She did find it extremely exciting to go over the narrow bridge crossing the stream. We packed up the rosy-cheeked girls and headed back to Wisconsin.

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