An 1893 replica of a Viking ship on display an hour from our house last weekend, we were so there. Images of it being in a lake and going inside of it were in my head and I think Kate's head too. As we drove up someone's residential road and saw a white canopy that looked like it might house something illegal, we almost turned around. Totally not what we expected, I mean even Kate asked where the water was. But we decided that a part of being a Stephens is all about weird situations and we just need to embrace and enjoy it. Needless to say, it was pretty awesome. Especially the story behind it, the actual ship was buried in Norway, it was a burial tomb. The guy that found it made a replica of it, sailed it from Norway to the US and through the Eerie canal and gave it as a gift for the world's fair. The group that houses it is trying to get enough funds to restore it, which explains the weird canopy in someone's backyard. We were actually really glad to have stumbled upon this gem.
Before we went in, wondering what to expect.
The only worker there dressed like a Viking. You've got to love passionate people
The inside of the ship. Let me say it again, this boat housed twelve men across the Atlantic.
This girl loves to be busy. She is always thinking. (The picture of her on the tricycle is her parking her bike in the garage) She loves to draw. We are working on keeping on the paper. She can make her brother laugh easily. She loves her babies. If she was a candy she would be a Sour Patch Kid. She is so sweet and loving, but don't get in her way.
This guy is a chiller. He smiles when his sister gets in trouble. He loves to get attacked. He is very appreciative. He prefers to be a participant observer. You can tell he is going to have a funny personality, I bet it will be similar to his big sister, but all his own.