THE OLD MILL STATE PARK, MINNESOTA
Most of the time I am called Millie but my hubby and close friends call me Mil. When our eldest grandson was about 2 and a half years old, we all went camping at the Old Mill campground. On the first morning, my hubby said " Let's go for a walk to see the old mill", and we started off. Suddenly the little guy stopped, tugged on his Grandpa's pantleg, and said with his newly-learned speaking ability, which couldn't yet pronounce the "r's" ..."No, Papa, Gramma's right here!" It took us a second to realize he thought we were going to see the "Old Mil" !!
I hope you are all spending this summer making beautiful memories!
good times needn't be expensive!