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24 Hours with Hannah

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With John being gone so many weekends lately, Hannie and I have quite a bit of time together (at least until she gets married in three short months).  We decided to take a little girls vacation this past Easter weekend.

We almost didn't go to the Tigers game on Friday night (because we had been to one on Thursday), but as soon as we walked in and saw all of the Harry Potter set-up, we were glad to be there!  It was Harry Potter night at Comerica Park!  And what does the park provide when it's HP night? Free caricatures!

As soon as I sat down, I used my charisma and became quick friends with Bob ;-) But not being prepared, I didn't really have much of my Tigers apparel on.  And my hair wasn't looking great.  So I saw that he had his readers on his easel, and I asked to don them so my hair might look better.  In my mind, I thought he would translate them to sunglasses, but no.  I have readers on my head which makes the drawing even more hilarious! And yes, I absolutely love it.  And of course Hannah looks like a million dollars in hers.





The game was terrific, and the Tigers won, but we didn't stay until the end.  We had reservations in Indianapolis that night so we drove the four hours there, getting in around 1 a.m.

The Detroit temple is closed for cleaning for two weeks, and knowing that one of the best things I can do to prepare for Easter is to attend the temple, I made appointments for us on Saturday morning.


I've never been to this temple, but I've wanted to go for a long time.  It didn't disappoint.  It was stunning from the outside--beautiful flowers and the greenest lawn with birdsong everywhere--and there is such beauty and peace on the inside.  I loved every minute of it, and I hope that we can go back someday.

Tito, the penguin, also joined us.  I bought Tito for Hannah before she left for Alabama on one condition: she had to go to the temple monthly or I would take him back.  Without fail, she attended the temple on schedule and Tito always rode in the car with her to the temple.  He decided to join us this time as well.


Little did I know that Ethan was only ten minutes away.  He had signed up to run the Carmel, Indiana half-marathon, but due to terrible storms that morning, it was canceled.  He left, and it was only after Rebecca checked his location and saw that we were near that he called us at our post-temple visit to Cracker Barrel for lunch.  Hannah, without thinking, scored "one" on the peg board game and quickly set it aside, being happy to be a "genius" ;-) We also looked through the shop--Cracker Barrel is surprisingly a really great place to find gifts.  I found about a million baby girl outfits that I wanted to buy for Baby Bridge, but not knowing if it's a girl or boy YET, I figured I should probably wait.

What a great weekend: baseball, caricatures, the temple and Cracker Barrel....all with my favorite oldest daughter <3





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