Roadtripping...

 

We love a good drive, to a sorta crazy extent.  See two days ago we spent nine hours in a truck hauling cattle to Mo. 

Then we go and load the kids up after church and

drive.

Or meander, that's a more proper name.  Cuz' it's definitely not the fastest way to destination, and come to think of it we really don't have a destination in mind.

We took a pizza to the park and the kids ate two bites and took off for the slides.

Blake can now do it all by his own little self. 

Pretty cool stuff.

Then we watched big fish by a dam. Big, Big, fish.

Chatted with a lady who was obviously extremely intelligent, she took one look at the kids and told us that we had the cutest kids in the world.

(And this was after she had told us about her bicycle ride across France, so yes, she's been out of Iowa.)

 
We spent most of our time driving back roads around Dyersville and eating sour gummies and Culver's ice cream.

I fought flower envy.

Bronz fought dairy envy.

Gorgeous farm after gorgeous farm, with landscaping everywhere.  Rose bushes behind machine sheds, rock gardens by barns, carefully weeded zinnias, meticulously mowed yards, and cows. Good ol' dairy cows.

We intersected with a scenic byway... and drove along the Mississippi for some more pretty driving.

Ending in Guttenburg, where we stopped at Greaser's for supper.

It was a cute little drive-in, with homemade burgers, and a definite retro feel. 

We did all that and made it home by midnight... Not bad, eh?