Labor Day - Change in Tradition

 For the past nine years we have spent Labor Day weekend in Bloomington.  Our tradition started well before Brett even attended his first class at IU.  We have loved all that the city and university had to offer during the holiday weekend.  During our visits we had attended IU football games, Garlic Fest, Oliver Winery, the Art Fair on 4th street, IMU bowling and IU soccer games just to name a few of our favorite activities.  The Heinisch children had even learned to slide into Cascades Creek just like a true local would.  

The pandemic, however, changed our traditional Labor Day plans as almost all of our favorite events were cancelled or postponed.  That news along with Cameron's commitment to social distancing to keep him eligible for tennis and IU's spike in positive COVID cases made our decision to stay home for Labor Day weekend an easy one.  Cal had already decided to stay in Syracuse for the weekend as HM had made plans to come home.  Thus, it was only Brett and Meg in B-Town for the three day weekend.

Even though we weren't all together each of us did have a lot of fun.  Cal played golf with Grandpa, stayed a night with David and Mark in Indy, hung out with HM and took a break from studying.  Nick visited Meg and the two of them stayed at Brett's apartment for the weekend.  They saw friends and family, did some shopping and ate out.  Brett enjoyed their company on his daily walks.  He had to work all three days, but did find time to also go to breakfast with friends and have Andrew over for a beer.  Cameron went to tennis and soccer at Bethany.  He really liked our hike, mini golf adventure, jarts games in the backyard and even invited us to play Phase 10.  He also had time to catch up on his 2K tournament and Fall Guys on the PS4.

Doug and I also enjoyed a lot of time together over the weekend.  We had bonfires each night, tried some new recipes, hung out with Cameron, and watched multiple movies and ball games with the projector.  Ticket to Ride definitely was a priority on our agenda as well.  We played twenty-one games over the four days that he was home which I could claim victory in eleven of them.  Overall, it was a wonderful four day weekend.  Even though, I was a little sad tonight.  There had been so many pictures across my Facebook feed this past week highlighting our trips to Bloomington on Labor Day weekend.  I loved looking at them, but it was a hard reminder that life had changed quite a bit in just one year.