Indiana Round Two

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There’s nothing that keeps you coming back to a place as much as family does.

Indiana is not one of the places I think of when I’m daydreaming about trips I’d like to take and good places to have some fun. Although I rarely admit to this, it’s pretty much just like Ohio and I see a lot of Ohio. However, Indiana has something no other state currently holds for me: nephews! Along with their fantastic parents. They are more than enough to convince me to rattle through the 4.5 hour drive in my uneasily noisy car to spend several days wiping snotty noses and catching up with the only person I can call “older sister.” And it is absolutely worth it. When there is not adventure and excitement in a place, there is often adventure and excitement in people.

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Like this little guy with enough excitement to fill several people twice his size. One of his daily adventures is watching Daddy wait for the bus, standing on his special chair by the window.

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Not to mention the undeniable adventure of caring for a two month old baby. And the equally undeniable excitement from catching one of his grins.

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Well, I know I was excited for these fresh cinnamon rolls. Just me? Ok…

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And my sister. She’s a mommy now, she has two little boys that certainly are the cutest there ever were and every day she walks a road I’ve never set foot on.  But I’m grateful that on these long weekends I get to hear every detail and add some new stories to my own new adventure of being an aunt twice over.

Here’s to Indiana!

Hey there Hercules

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So apparently they’re naming winter storms now. I was introduced to this fact on my way home from a family trip to Indiana yesterday to visit our missing sister and brother in law and two outstandingly adorable nephews.

We set out from chilly Ohio soon after 8 am, cozily piled in a borrowed 12 passenger van. There’s not a whole lot of captivating scenery on the drive from one flat Midwestern state to another so we mostly slept and read and listened to music. Our warm breath turned to smokey frost on the cool van windows and we started so see a scattering of snow along the highway as we headed north.

We crawled from the van a few hours later for some joyous reunions. For me this “joyous reunion” involved a lot of snow in my shoes, bloody knees and a headlong sprawl across a muddy driveway. She had shouted for me to stop running before I slipped and broke my face. I didn’t listen. The others were a little less enthusiastic in their approach, but still overjoyed to be together and get to know the newest little munchkin of the family.

After a lazy afternoon of coffee that could probably slay a horse, treats, treasures and good company we set off for home, and were introduced to the newest member of our winter expedition: Hercules. He liked us so much he would not leave, and kept us company for the first 5 hours of our 4 and a half hour long trip. Oh Hercules. He did make the trip seem kind of peaceful though. We rumbled along through snow and slush in our warm cocoon of frosty windows and the whole world outside was white and misty and quiet.

We outran him by the time we got home but I guess he knew our address because I woke up this morning to the softest, nicest pillowy blanket of snow covering everything outside. Now that Hercules doesn’t run the risk of pushing us off the road into a bank he is a good friend again and I’m happy to have him stay as long as he likes.

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