The blocks went up and up, wobbling a little with each move.
And then the inevitable happened.
Rachel lost.
More Jenga builds went up that evening. Eli, taller than Harrison, helped his competition when Harrison could no longer reach the top of the wood stack.
Too much went on this weekend to put in a short blog, but I will give you a couple hints of the fun/work that took place on Sunnybook Farm.
One of my grandchildren taking his turn working tractor hydraulics as adults worked the woodsplitter for more campfire wood.
Campfire time with three grandsons, Wyatt, Harrison, and Eli.
Seven of my eleven grandchildren saying goodnight to the setting sun.
There was so much that happened I can’t get my head around it all.
We cleaned up a lot around the farm with so much more to do. I can’t thank my family for all the work they did this weekend.
I will now try to write a more complete column about Camp Manzke 2021. You’ll be able to read more about all the work and fun we had over the weekend when I’m finished.
I was surprised when Rachel messaged me and asked if I was up for a visit today. She and two of her children wanted to go to the fair and see my photo of Car-E (the third was off on a scouting camping trip with their dad). Of course, I wanted them to come.
I haven’t been to the fair so many times in one week in many years. It was two years ago that I went with a bunch of my grandchildren. Today it was only two but I was happy with that.
Susan, Arianna, and Eli at photography display with Susan’s winning entry.
We went through all the barns, but I think we spent the most time with the small animals and there the rabbits got most of our attention.
After watching a 4-H demonstration about bunny hopping, we were even offered a free rabbit and help to get it to hop over bunny-size jumps. Though Arianna would have brought a new pet home, Rachel said a firm, “No. Our dog chases rabbits. It wouldn’t work.”
Our day started out in the rain but ended in sunshine. I’d say it was a successful visit.
What catches your attention while driving Wisconsin country roads? This column from 1990 tells what our children saw and commented on.
Some may giggle at their reactions. Others may gag.
Time has passed and all have grown up, but roadside attractions like these continue to bring comments from my family, and now I include grandchildren, too.
