Week Two Hundred and Seventy-Three

It was a great vacation!  We hiked up mountains and down into canyons, saw caverns and constellations.  We met lots of deer, rabbits, chipmunks, and birds, way too many flying insects, plus a groundhog, a porcupine, a huge toad, a garter snake, and a three-foot-long rattlesnake!

Tuesday, craving a bit of civilization, we drove an hour or so to the nearby town of Wellsboro, where we ate at the local diner, did some grocery shopping and caught a matinee of the new Spider-Man movie.

Wednesday, we hiked up all the way up to the top of our mountain and then explored the deep dark woods, where we collected fallen sticks and leaves to build fairy houses.

Thursday, we went to the Pennsylvania Grand Canyon.  After taking in the view, we decided to hike all the way down.  Zeeke was determined to get to the bottom and soak his feet in the cold falls below.  By the time we'd hiked back up, we were exhausted and starving, so we drove into Wellsboro for a late lunch at the Penn Wells Hotel.  We also visited their library and picked Zeeke up another activity book.

Friday, we hiked along the Pine Creek Rail Trail and visited a little roadside library, then came home and tried our best to eat all of our remaining food.

Saturday, we packed up, bid the cabin farewell, and got on the road.  To break up the trip, we stopped at Indian Echo Caverns (near Harrisburg) on the way home.  The cave was amazing and the tour was a lot of fun.  Zeeke's favorite part though might have been feeding the goats at the little petting zoo outside.  We got home just in time for Zeeke's bedtime.

Sunday morning, Karen & Zeeke went to the Museum of Art.  They made some fun art and did the big kid tour.  After lunch, Steve & Zeeke went to the neighborhood car show, where they met up with Jen, Kim, Jack & William.

Conversations with Zeeke:

Zeeke's been telling us about a creature that's responsible for all the messes and missing things:
--"His name is what he is. His name is Weasel. His name is Purple Sneak."
--"His fur is purple but his skin we don't know. Photographers don't know what color his skin is and people doing research don't know either."
--"He swipes his tail and with a cloud of purple smoke he's gone!"
--"I am the only one who is very good at catching him because I have all the things he loves: water, ten of his iPads, and his tiny chair."
--"If he puts three coins into a hole in a brick, the wall opens up to another place and it's always where he wants to go."
--"He usually just says squeak squeak and he doesn't really like anybody."
--"The first time I saw him back a long ago was when I was mixing some ingredients but I mixed them wrong and it sent me into his house." [He lives in a magic house that is somehow in between our neighbor's row house and ours.]
--"He was out doing errands. [His house is] very tiny so I had to use my shrinker machine and I bonked my head."
--"He comes to everybody's house. Everybody in the whole world. Everybody on every planet."
--"It's hard to draw a picture of him because he's very slidey and twisty."
--"He sneaks around and makes everything wrong."