Heather called Friday night to see if we wanted to do something fun with the girls on Saturday. We thought about several options but since Daddy had to go work on the apartments for a few hours we decided on something close. We picked PerryDell Farm. We had never been there before and the girls had never been close to moos.
This dairy is family owned and operated. It was bought in 1923 by Howard Perry. It was taken over by his two sons, George and Roger, who started bottling their milk. It is now run by George’s 3 sons. All the family pitches in on the farm and it supports 4 families. For more information follow the link below.
Once upon a time there was a little girl, Maria, who was the Princess of York. She lived a quiet life on a quiet street with her Mother the Queen. Then one day as she looked out the window she saw a big, white animal walking down the sidewalk in front of her castle.
Maria tells the Queen, Christina, that there is a polar bear walking down the sidewalk. Her mother informs her that there are no polar bears in York. We live to far south for them to be here.
The day started getting the girls dressed in their winter gear. I remember doing this with all my kids. By the time you got number 5 dressed number one was coming back in.
There were quite a few ice sculptures. They were so small compared to the ones in Alaska.
The girls enjoyed looking at the ice sculptures and even got to sit in an Ice throne.
Kate and Bekka loved the huge bubble.
The girls got to meet the local mascots. A Raven and the Abominable Snowman.
The best thing was the 40ft ice slide.
Bekka really enjoyed it so Mommy took her back for another ride while Daddy and Grandpa watched Kate. Mommy had to take her because Daddy barely fit on the slide.
I just had to get a photo of the radio DJ’s coat.
These were painted on a wall. They tell some of the odd history of York. Be sure to read what they say.
It was a small festival but we enjoyed it. I think it had a lot to do with watching the reactions of our granddaughters, Kate and Bekka.
I know I have been slow about writing but things are moving along very well here. David and I have gotten our Pennsylvania drivers license. We are waiting on a new title from Alaska to register our car because ours must be in Edmonton, Canada. We both got a local number and registered to vote. I guess we are becoming real Pennsylvanians. I guess that is what you call someone from PA.
Thanksgiving wasn’t our norm. We ordered our dinner from Cracker Barrel. It was ok but not what we were used too.
We got our first snow here in York, PA. It snowed about 2 inches and was gone by the afternoon.
It has not been freezing much since we have been here. It has been up to 50 during some of the days. So far a very mild winter compared to what I am use to.
Heather and I decided to have a little daughter/granddaughter time. We walked down to our local park, Penn Oaks Park. We loaded the wagon with Bekka and Kate and off we went.
I didn’t have to cook dinner Friday night, so David and I decided to go out for dinner. We had seen a Tap Room when we went to the Fig and Barrel when we first got here.
We arrived around 6:30 and were greated by a warm and cozy room. The waiter was the best. There was a really good choice of beer.