My parents paid the Heydos (I just made that up and Abel hates it) a visit last weekend on their way back from a trip to South Carolina and Georgia. Being that my parents are even more obsessed with France than I am, I knew that Abel would be in for a weekend of quizzing about French vocabulary, food, and culture.
He was the perfect Frenchman and made crepes for our family on Saturday morning. If you closed your eyes and tried hard enough, we could pretend that we were walking down the boulevards in Paris. Okay, that might be an overstatement, but they were awesome. Saturday was rainy, so we stayed home, but on Sunday, we headed out to Abel's first experience with small town Minnesota. The only thing that my parents like even close to as much as they like France is fall foliage, so drove down to Red Wing, MN to check out the leaves changing colors.
The leaves were pretty (although after we got home from our 3 hour round-trip road trip, they proclaimed that they were actually just as pretty in Plymouth), but the company was better. We did some great shopping, had a bizarrely Midwestern meal, and hung out a little bit by the river. All in all, I think small-town Minnesota and Abel got along just fine.
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| Checking out the Red Wing Shoes museum. |
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| Abel trying to be Minnesotan. We couldn't convince him to buy it. |
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| I heard onesies for men are coming back in style. |
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| Rollin' by the river. |
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