Coos Bay

Brian, Anne and the kids came down from Portland and celebrated New Years Eve with us, since the roads were so icy at Christmas. Together at last, we opened lots of gifts, ate lots of junk food, played “Seinfeld Scene It” twice and then watched the ball drop! Next morning we packed up our five kids and drove to Florence, where we met Uncle Deacon, Hilary and Mackenzie. Together we all caravaned to Coos Bay where John, Nicole, and their four kids joined us. Now we had ten children and eight adults and a mini-family reunion going on…what a great way to start a year off!
Here are our boys, with Mackenzie (one year younger than Josiah and really-the sweetest kid. Thoughtful, responsible, loves babysitting. I’m saying that if you could clone children I would get me a pair of daughters like her LOL) plus Caitlin and the Code-man, in the lobby of the motel. Johnny’s children were still in the restaurant…I am kicking myself that I never got a photo of them!
We stayed at The Mill Casino. In their efforts to lure and hook potential gambling addicts, they send out coupons so good (2 nights free stay, $20 dining credit, and more-to EACH of us) that even, I–the wet blanket that never wants to go to the casino–agrees you can’t get a better deal than that. The great thing was how everyone made sure it wasn’t just about the slots or poker tables. These kids had FUN! The pool, the arcade, the beach, the restaurants…we got out and really enjoyed our time together.
The boys favorite part of the trip wasn’t even planned. On the way home, Deacon and Hil invited us to stop in Florence and play on their Sand Ranch. John had promised me we could get home early but I couldn’t insist. It was SO nice to be with family, and the day was finally sunny (you couldn’t say it was warm, but compared to the last few days of icy wind it felt pretty good!) Besides, all I had at home was a long To Do list-it wasn’t terribly difficult to put off another day!

We all jumped in the loader bucket of this… tractor? (what’s it actually called?) for a ride. Johnny’s little son Mason looked up at Brian grinning down at us from the drivers cab. He was holding his coffee with one hand, the giant steering wheel in the other and yelled out “Deacon just showed me how!” when Mason looked at me quite seriously and warned “I think we better hold to somethin‘!” Smart boy!

We ran these quads until the kids were frozen and the gas tanks empty. The photo shows Mackie and Helena in the drivers seat-Brian and Anne (in the hats) getting ready to go, with Eli and Uncle Deacon watching.
This was all such fun! Lee has a quad and we are still on the lookout for a good, used one. Caleb…aka Mr. Drama…was the only one who didn’t enjoy a ride-he kept exclaiming “Dad tried to KILL me!” Since John and his Dad had a pair of ATVs when John was in High School, John drives them very well. He’s confident of his skill and drives fast, going up on the dune walls, and taking corners faster than his youngest wanted. When John took me out for a turn and tried to scare me? He only heard screams of delight. That surprised him until I said Honey? I drive like this in the Suburban every day.

Caleb, Mason and Caity try to pull down a dune, one handful at a time.

Here Sam is getting ready to try a sand sled, with Eli and Mason’s help.

About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
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