It was a warm, nay, HOT day near the end of August and a momentous occasion was about to be celebrated. My brother was turning, don't say it, yes, 40! Jen and I left the little guy with the grandparents and met them at the Story Inn outside Brown County. Now if you have never been to it, recommend a visit. Nestled in a little town called Story, you drive a twisting road until your cell phone goes dead and round a corner to see what looks like a shack or shanty town.
Now this is a working Inn. There are at least 4 rooms in the building pictured above and a few other buildings on the property that are also available. My brother and his wife stayed here one time before, and like all good inns, they have a book that you can leave a little note. Jen and I happened to stay in the same room that they had over a year ago. Another story about the Story Inn is the blue lady. She is a friendly ghost that likes to keep things organized. Turning mirrors over, rearranging brushes, and also opening the notebook in our room to the exact page where Katy and Scott had written a little thank you on their last visit. Katy said she did not tell them that they had stayed there before, so it was either a clever and thoughtful trick pulled on us by the staff or the blue lady welcoming us. I prefer to think it was the latter.
The room is very quaint, there is a crooked stair case leading up, a balcony in our room that overlooks a courtyard and no TV. Yep, no TV. Let me say that again, NO TV. Some would worry about this, but Jen and I had alcohol and I had her wonderful company, so nothing to worry about.
There is an amazing restaurant on the lower floor of the inn that people travel to just for the breakfast. Dinner was awesome and the bar in the basement was small but fun. You sit on chairs that are made from old farm equipment seats and the bar ceiling is metal siding. They serve some local microbrews on tap and plenty of beer and wine. The place is also a destination for biker clubs and apparently, a club of English car enthusiasts. There were a few MG's, a mini and one other nice little convertible. A great little time and I would recommend it for anyone wanting a quiet weekend away. Brown County's horse camp is not too far away and a trail leads right up to the back door of the Inn. There are almost always a few saddled horses hanging out in the picnic area and a few people in full gear relaxing with a burger and a drink.
On to the kiddo. We decided to take the kiddo to the zoo, again. He was not a fan the first time. This time we took backup. Jen's brother, Tony, and sister, Melanie, were our responsibility for the weekend and why not take them to the zoo. They are both amazing with Oz and who doesn't love the zoo. Well, that would be Oz. We immediately took him to the walrus area, hoping that he would like that. And he did. YEAH!
That is him, in the striped shirt, trying to get a closer look at the walrus. Get out of the way lady, let the kids look at the walrus.
Some super fun time with mommy and aunt mel. Wait, what is Tony pushing in the background?
Stroller duty! What a champ.
Feeding the giraffes. Always fun. At least this time some lady didn't get in our way and we were able to get the picture. The last time, some lady was just standing there watching people feed the giraffes and blocking most people as they tried to take a picture. People really annoy the crap out of me sometime.
Ahhh, look, Oz looks so cute sitting on the log. Wait, this picture looks cropped. Was there more to the picture?
Yes, that is mommy trying to get him rolling again. After about his 20th blow up and as he sat there plotting his next move. He quickly grabbed a rock after this picture and threw it, then ran away. He knows he shouldn't throw rocks, but you can see that devilish look in his eyes.
Where did we find we spent most of our time at the zoo? Yep, at Oz's favorite place in the world. THE PARK! Yep, we paid all of that money to have him spend most of the time at the playground. We could have just hit a park in town and had a picnic. But you have to love the kid, he likes it simple.
Oz and mommy.
WEARING A BOILERS JERSEY!!!!!!
Oz loves his bike. He doesn't quite get the pedals yet, but he will get there. We just love to watch him self propel. It was getting really hard to bend over and push that little bike around.
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