(Mostly) Monday at (mostly) Lutsen

So we drove up to Lutsen on a Sunday and had all day Monday to play. No rain - hooray! Time to skip rocks on the beach. 

Sit on the patio with Grandma B.

Sit on the patio with Grandpa Jon (say it with me, French style pronunciation, Jean)

Grandma Candy

And a walk on the beach out front. Looking at rocks.

Throwing rocks.

Collecting rocks.

Combing through them for that perfect agate.

A little playdough time with Grandma B as Zoe and Mom napped.

In the lobby. Rustic.

Nice.

A little hike with Grandma C

The only one I could get to pose on the beach.

So. Many. Rocks.

More skipping, but this time in Grand Marais.

After your Dad took this picture I heard "that's a good one...looks like Zoe's going to bash you on the head with a rock." Not sure how to take that.

Both Zoe (above) and Roman fell asleep on my lap after gorging themselves on marshmallows the 2nd night. It was nice. It NEVER happens. 

We had gone out later than the first night, so we could see stars. We did see satellites. And maybe a bird. Or at least that's what started us all looking at the sky and contemplating...

Then back to the Lutsen Lodge, where we went quickly to sleep.

Not that you woke up as your Dad and I carried you to the room...