Dash and Tornado
I mentioned in an earlier post that we visited my 2 hometowns last weekend. 17/18 of my immediate family were together at my brother's house. (We were only missing Tracy and miss her we did!) I got to visit with my Grandpa and his wife, my aunt, uncle, and cousin. I also got to hang out with 4 of my best friends. Great weekend! We (all 17 of us...that sounds like so many, but really it doesn't feel like that many) also spent Sunday at Silver Dollar City in Branson. (I think Dad was happy to spend Father's Day with his 9 grandkids.)
my dad sharing salted, roasted peanuts with my niece Clara and Tornado I've been to Silver Dollar City probably 100 times in my life, and I like it for many reasons. Immediately you walk in and hear the familiar fiddles and the banjos. My dad is known to say, "I feel it coming on," as he starts doing a little jig dance. My dad also once entered a pie-eating contest right on the town square.
my brother Matt, walking across the swinging bridge with the kids
Matt with his 4 kids plus Dash in the front thereIt is a learning experience. You are transported back in time to the pioneer days. All of the employees are dressed in period wear, from the pioneer store clerks to the prisoners on the Flooded Mine ride to the saloon girls at the show to the hillbillies wandering around. You can visit an old church, an old mill, etc. and sample apple butter. You can watch bread being baked, candles being dipped, glass being blown, wood being carved, and furniture being made, etc. You can learn from blacksmiths, coppersmiths, and bladesmiths. Lots to see and learn! You can apparently now even take cooking and craft classes.
While Grace and Owen were being silly in the jail, I couldn't get Dash to look. He was transfixed on the (dummy) prisoner lying on the bed behind him. I think it scared him!
Grandfather's Mansion is always a favorite with the kids. It is a bizarre home filled with rooms that might have everything upside down on the ceiling or floors that are completely slanted and hard to walk on, as demonstrated by my brother here.
inside Grandfather's Mansion
It wasn't like this at all when I was little, but now they have many rides for little kids. (Very pioneerish, huh?) They look like they're having fun, right?
Not so much for my sister Cary. You might have to blow this picture up to truly appreciate her facial expression. At first we couldn't tell whether she was laughing or crying. But she was actually doing both. She was SO sick (which is why I don't ride any ride that goes up and down or in circles). That's what she gets for trying to sneak Winnie in past the height regulations.