It was time to go home.
But not before we saw the sights.
My husband spent his summers in a town of the same name.
In a different state.
It tickled him to get his picture on the street where his grandparents lived.
In a different state.
De Smet, SD
The girls sat in a replica of a school house that Laura Ingalls Wilder taught in.
The most beautiful campground in South Dakota.
That is the Missouri River.
Every camping spot had a view of it.
It was magnificent.
Requisite campfire and the campground.
Minus the s'mores.
Popsicles were the order of the evening.
Updated family portrait.
The campground conveniently had a boat dock.
The woman who took our pictures asked where we were from.
She was disappointed when we told her we only lived 3 hours away.
A girl and her dog.
Passed out in the backseat on the drive home.
Minnie didn't even mind she was being used as a pillow.
I silently worried the Indian Princess would squish her.
In a few short hours, we were home.
We had quite the adventure, exploring the plains, picking up puppy, and meeting old friends.
We can't wait to get on the road again.
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