text: The weeks turned into months and when spring came, Grit said, "All the river ice will be gone soon, and the riverboats will be anxious to carry goods to the mines in Montana, so we need to get into Yankton and resupply so that we can cut wood all summer." Colleen and Astrid were excited to get out of the house after being cooped up during the long winter.
  
  They hitched up the mules and tied the horses behind the wagon. Inside the wagon, they had two of the buffalo robes as a bed for Astrid, who still needed a nap in the afternoons.
  
  "Will there be grass for the horses and mules?" Colleen asked.
  
  "Oh yeah," Grit said with a smile. "Some grasses are already sprouting. We'll stay close to the river. They'll have plenty to eat."
  
  The trip took three days including two nights of camping, and they were all tired when they arrived in Yankton. They got rooms in the hotel, and Colleen ordered a bath for herself and Astrid while the men headed down to the barbershop for haircuts and baths.
  
  Once they were clean, they visited Frank's Eatery. Paulie said, "Well, Miss Astrid, what would you like for supper?"
  
  "Sukkertøy!"
  
  They all laughed. Paulie wagged his finger at her and said, "Not for supper. We'll buy you some sukkertøy tomorrow."
  
  They ate elk roast with candied sweet potatoes and carrots and peas with sweet bakery rolls and butter. Astrid was a good eater, and she ate everything on her plate.
  
  "Did you get enough, Astrid?" Grit asked.
  
  "See my plate, I ate it all," she said.
  
  "You want some pie or cake?" Colleen asked.
  
  Astrid nodded vigorously, "Pai," she said. Though spelled differently, the Norwegian word was pronounced similar to the English word. They all had chocolate pie, except for Grit who had apple.
  
  "Was yours good?" Colleen asked Grit.
  
  "It was alright," he said with a smile, "but not nearly as good as yours."
  
  "I must say, you've caught onto this husband thing quite well," Colleen said with a laugh as she grabbed hold of his arm.