Dateline: Whitewater, Wisconsin.
After building the lego tower, we went to a state park archeological site called Aztalan, near here. I might try to write something more extensive about that, later – it was pretty interesting.
Then we drove to a town called Lake Mills for dinner. It’s a cute town. We went to a kind of hippyish place where I had a humus wrap that wasn’t bad – it was a bit like something you’d find in Arcata. We went walking in a cute town square park area, and I saw an attractive older public library. Five year-old Henry was at my side, and as I went to take a picture of it, he said that he thought it was a nice-looking church.
“It’s not a church,” I explained. “It’s a library.”
Henry doesn’t like being wrong. But he was very good-natured. “Oh my gosh!” he exclaimed. “That sure is a churchy library!”
