(This is the most photos I have ever tried to upload into a post! Blogger is making me crazy, trying to rearrange these into the order of our 3 day trip, would take me three days! So I am going to leave these photos in the crazy, random order they are in and just throw out short comments on each one…I know that will be disconcerting, as most of my posts are so polished and articulate.)
What a great way to spend Mothers Day weekend! We went to the Coast and parked in a foresty (spellcheck is always flagging my adjectives. What? Forest-y is SO a word! Or should be. it describes tall evergreens and thick pine needle shade and fat chipmunks to feed peanuts to…sheesh!) State Park. Grandpa and Grandma Kraft parked their trailer right next door to ours and we congregated at the fire pit between us…
The younger two boys were immediately exploring, and helping stack the firewood… the sooner we had a fire, the sooner we’d have s’mores!
Caleb had to wear his “explorers vest” and had the pockets full of a flashlight, his journal, legos and leftover candy from his Christmas stocking. What else do you really need in an emergency?
This was our first trip in the trailer so we chose a State Park that was less than an hour from home, just to see how the trailer pulled and worked. John really appreciated all his Dad’s experience with RVs and together they had everything running perfectly.The cribbage board was out almost immediately and Grandpa was grinning because he beat Josiah at the first game, which is not easy to do, anymore. (He was taught by the best!) Here, John was teaching his sons “Blackjack” despite my frowns of disapproval and subtle sighing of annoyance. So, what could I do but take a photo to document just WHO is responsible for their future gambling addiction? When we went to the beach, we almost lost Sam!
Caity sure loves her Uncle Deacon! All kids do, because kids (like dogs) sense innate goodness.
Except Mackenzie, who kept trying to pull her Dad into the icy cold ocean!
As I took this photo, I overheard Josiah tell her “Don’t be afraid, you can just use my ears for handlebars…” which she promptly did.
Oh that reminds me how I forgot to mention: Brian, Anne, Caitlin and Cody drove down from Portland to join us on Saturday! Caitlin slept with us in the trailer and her parents/brother stayed with:
Josiah and Sam drove the quads by themselves. You know this overprotective Mama might’ve had a meltdown if I wasn’t fully aware that their Dad, and Grandpa, and Uncle Brian and Uncle Deacon were always watching out for them. Plus, our boys love adventure but are pretty responsible and careful.Grandpa Lee took Caleb out. He is the most hesitant of our three boys and we were really proud of him this weekend for exercising his “courage muscle” a lot. He summed it up on the way home “I was extra brave and had a lot of fun!”
Like the camping trailer, the red Dune Buggy is kind of a “family gift”! Given to us, and to Brian, and to Deacon. Good thing that none of us mind sharing, because we all had fun taking it out and racing around the dunes. Deacon will keep it at his ranch and we know he will take great care of it, get more use out of it, and we never have to haul it nor worry about it being stolen. Best part? Now when we get over to the Coast, we have a wonderful excuse to go see Deacon and Hilary (like we ever needed one!)
The spot we camped had a great little sandy area, where Sam and Cody could discuss the merits of wet sand vs dry…