Idaho you da pimp

This year, the boys had a full week off for spring break. For all of you out there who can do the math, that amounted to 9 days of freedom, if you factor in the weekends. If you take the reverse logarithm of Pi, it is clear that it was more than enough time for a family vacation. Idaho, land of the potatoes, is where my lover man was raised and so it was the ideal spring break destination. The trip there took about 8 hrs and by hour 7 Millie was in full baby break-down mode. The only thing that calmed her was me singing to her which I think almost put Dave in full daddy break-down mode. But alas, we made it to mama and papa Bake's house. Now in my mind, I pictured a vacation full of trips to Boise, maybe a vistit to the zoo or the World's Center for Birds of Prey, hitting some yummy restraunts, some walks along the canal, what-have you. The boys pictured hours spent traipsing through the fields, making bows and arrows, throwing the tennis ball for the dog, collecting feathers, killing black widows, looking for smakes, and exploring the homestead. All I got was one walk along the canal. But complain I can not. My boys were in heaven, Barbara( my saint of a mother-in-law) fed us like kings, I met some of Dave's relatives, Larry (my wonderful father-in-law) taught me a few cords on the guitar(I am crappy but at a least I have a base), Dave proved once again that he is father of the year with his skills at making weaponry, and I read a great book. Millie was a tad under the weather, but still found it in her to impress us all with her cuteness. Below is the pictorial evidence.

Mimi and Hen when the going was good.

Mugs checking out the scenery.

The HomesteadThe Canal Walk
Boys and truck
Millie and Grandpa
Max enjoying some of Grandma's home cookin'
Proof of Dave's Mad skills
Boys and old house on the homesteadMillie and Grandma
Mill loved this little chair
P.S. the book was called Pillars of the Earth and was fantastic!