This past weekend, my brother and his family along with my husband and daughters went on much needed escape to Indianapolis. My brother had planned to take his children to an NBA game over the holidays. Although our girls have been to Major League Baseball games, we didn't plan to take the triplets to the Pacers' game; we simply went to Indy to be with family, visit the Children's Museum, and have a change of venue.
Jeff persuaded Michael to go to the game. He ended up taking Clare Marie who slept during most of the game. While the rest of the family was away, I had a wonderful visit with Jenny Fritsch Burk, and I met her new husband, Scott. The two Helmer historians had a grand time catching up on all the gossip from the U.P. of Michigan. I was saddened when I learned that Katherine's mind is deteriorating, but what can one expect for a 93 year-old? I miss seeing Katherine in Michigan. She became my surrogate grandmother after Grandma Baker passed away in '97. I will always be grateful to Katherine and Jenny who drove all the way from Indy to attend Grandma's funeral. They are truly wonderful friends.
On Sunday, we had breakfast with the fabulous Baker Boys and Sarah then the Newman clan headed to the Children's Museum. The girls were in 7th Heaven! I got a thrill seeing Michael go down the slide, and I got a personal thrill on the simulated flight to Egypt. In addition to seats that shook and engines that roared, the landing-gear seemed to come down. The museum was fantastic, and we plan to go again in the near future.
The weekend was practically perfect. Who would have ever thought that traveling just 100 miles from home could be so much fun?
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