Where to hang out in Iowa City in January (besides the mall).

Here's what Noelle and I did in one hour at the hospital while waiting for Grandma to see her doctor.

Here we are checking Grandma in at the reception desk. (Warning, this post might be too boring for some of you, unless you really wanted to see a picture of Grandma Kim without her makeup. Alas, this was the best I could do.)

Noelle and her cheeser grin:

In the elevator. (Don't know why I took this picture.)

Noelle staring longingly out at the playground covered in snow:

The playground:

The coveted dollhouse on the second floor (elevator F, in case you were wondering):

A couple of rooms in the dollhouse upclose:

The man on the "choo choo" as Noelle called it:

Noelle in front of the Labor and Delivery wing where she was born:

Two pictures of the original wing of the hospital. My great, great, great grandmother, Dr. Caroline Mills, graduated from medical school here in 1895, and she later became the first woman doctor in Wyoming. Noelle is named after her (Noelle Caroline) as she was born in the same hospital.

Here's our reflection in a mirror. Noelle was sick of taking pictures by then. Everyone in the hospital kept looking at me wierd. What? Aren't they as hard-up for entertainment in January as I am?


Have a good day, everyone!