The kids, I mean the grown kids, wanted to go to a mystery dinner date. It was in Lancaster so we decided to use our Harvest Host and find a place to stay close. Oma and Grandpa could watch the girls while Mom and Dad had a date night.
We headed to Bird in Hand, PA where we stayed at Kauffman’s Barefoot Acres.
Heather had planned our trip so well but this was something she didn’t plan. She didn’t know that her big brother, Jared, had connections to Universal Studios. She had always wanted to go to see Harry Potter land. Jared has an older gentleman that lives with him who is the father of his best friend, Justin. Justin’s Mom, Karen, is a witch at the Squeaky Cauldron and she got us free tickets. Justin is also one of my adopted sons, so I really wanted to meet Karen.
We were supposed to just hang out at the hotel by the pool for the day while Dan went to car museum he had been wanting to visit. He dropped the rest of us off at Universal Studios where we met up with Karen.
Karen didn’t get to stay with us long because she had things to do and has a hard time wearing the mask. To say the least she hasn’t been able to work because of this. It was really nice to get to spend a little time with her. Her family think so highly of my oldest son, Jared, which makes me very proud.
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.
As soon as we got service when we were leaving McCarthy our friends called and asked if we wanting to go camping in Homer. We figured we could kill two birds with one stone. We had promised our little friend, Silas, when we were in Ajo, AZ visiting them that we would walk along the beach in Homer with him while he was visiting his father. So we got home on Sunday and left again on Friday for Homer.
David’s glasses had broken in the accident, one of the lenses shattered and the ear piece was broken beyond repair. Dan went by the house to get his other pair and Heather FedExed them to us at Sarah’s. We got to stay a few days longer and visit our granddaughters. I have always said that everything happens for a reason. If David’s accident happened because