Montana in August, Part 2

The carousel in Missoula is surprisingly fast. Not as fast, say, as the Steel Phantom at Kennywood. But fast.

Cosmo and I rode in the imaginatively rendered fishing creel.

"I'm sorry, son, but Daddy doesn't know how to fish."

Felix tries to put the water from the river on the riverbank.

Smoke, smoke, smoke...*cough, cough*...smoke.

Montana in August, Part 1

Grandma Jo and Cosmo watching deer in the front yard.

Hard to drink when the water fountain keeps spinning around!

A balanced, nutritious meal of Chicago-style hot dogs.

Better than Six Flags!

Even Grandpas fit down the slide.

Sarcasm already?

Tonight, at bedtime, as I was singing--ahem--"Danny Boy":

Keir: "Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so"
Felix: Sing "Felix Boy, oh Felix Boy, I love you so"
Keir: "Oh Felix Boy, oh Felix Boy, I love you so"
Felix: "Oh Daddy Boy, oh Daddy Boy, I love you so"
Keir: Aw, Felix, you get a hug for that one!
Felix: I was making a joke.

Minnesota in July

All the Way Back to Chicago from Montana

Felix: I had fun with Oscar and Wilhelmina. They are so cute.

*****

Felix: Hey mommy! Dragon just kissed Spider Lady on the bottom. Dragon must be happy to see Spider Lady.

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Felix: It is three hundred miles to come all the way back to Chicago from Montana.

Keir: Oh, I think it's a lot more than that, Felix.

Felix: Three hundred and two?