Coordinating life to prepare for a second baby is much more challenging than with the first. Everett is such a good helper, which I love, but naturally his presence can be more of a hindrance than anything when a deadline is in place: February. Most of our prep work must then be done after he goes to bed, but after working a 9-hour shift while pregnant, I can tell you the last thing I want to be doing at 8pm is painting/laundry/planning. As a result, I have done a lot of hiding my head and pretending that things will eventually work themselves out. Not a good solution.
Last week my boss shut down work an hour early, and I danced (with a waddle) a victory dance out the door. A WHOLE HOUR TO MYSELF. To tackle this giant mess...
This is the nursery. Don't judge! I honestly wish I had a before picture from a few weeks ago, because it was even worse.We have managed to purge a couch, chest freezer, TV stand, old chandelier, and queen box spring, and now we are left with this. This room has been a catchall for months, so much of the setback has been from our organizing the rest of the house before facing the nursery design.
It is amazing what one can get accomplished in an hour, especially when it is during a period of the day that isn't plagued by heartburn. I wouldn't necessarily say I've made a New Year's resolution, but I have definitely been better about writing things down and making lists to organize my thoughts after the chaos of the holidays. Doing this helps me compartmentalize things, as well as prioritize, and pregnancy brain is a bit more controlled when there is a visual reminder. A whole hour last week gave me the chance to create a list, as well as begin a few of the more daunting items.
By setting realistic goals for myself ("I will accomplish 3 large tasks on my list over the weekend."), I finally feel like I can pull myself together to get things in place for when the baby comes. As we speak, car seat covers and baby clothes are being laundered. We have manged to blow through many of the projects on the to-do list, and we have managed to add many more. I call this progress. This weekend we plan to install the car seat bases, which blows my mind that we are at this point already. Soon we will be packing our bags and putting our contacts on 24/7 alert.
Baby is coming!
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Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Friday, June 26, 2015
Mr. Sandman
This summer has started out great. We just finished our first week of tadpole swim lessons, my veggie garden is doing better than I expected, gay marriage was legalized, and we even squeezed in a trip to the Oregon Coast.
Everett does not care much for politics at this juncture in life, but I can tell you he is a huge fan of water activities. Therefore, it was no surprise to me that he loved visiting the beach as much as he did. The weekend we were in Cannon Beach was the same weekend as the annual sandcastle contest. This event, combined with perfect weather, meant the town was the busiest I have ever seen. There were more people on the sidewalks than there were at last year's Forth of July parade. However, we stay at a house pretty far out of town, which means the beaches are always more secluded, and my crowd anxiety was not triggered by the masses.
At one point we attempted to visit some shops downtown. We looked for parking for 40 minutes before giving up and returning to the house. But not before I made Jeff park illegally so I could grab us all ice cream.
For the most part, we simply savored our time away from everything. I took a 4 hour Benadryl-induced nap, absorbed some vitamin D, Everett learned how to climb out of the pack n play, Jeff got a new kite (someone took our old one from the beach house a few years ago), and we just had an all around glorious time. We did not want to leave!
I love how Willow is always following him around to make sure he is safe.
She really is super protective of him. One time she started barking like crazy when I kid got rambunctious near him at a splash pad. I've never heard such a vicious sound come out of her. I am glad we had her on a leash.
Low tide at Haystack Rock!
He pointed out the starfish to everyone he saw.
Beach fires are one of my favorite things.
This is me trying to explain: Why we can't put a metal object in the fire, then wave it around in the air. Hooray for life lessons!
Feeling a little better about it, but still tired from a long day of playing/splashing/running around. He did get to try his first s'more though, which he LOVED.
Summer Solstice Sunset.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
2 1/2 Years
Hello, Tuesday. This past week has been crazy, and is sort of flying by when I consider all the things that need to be done.
We finally had our garage sale this weekend, and I am so relieved it is over. This has been months in the making, as the people we hired to help finish the basement were not true to their quoted schedule...by 2+ months, and at that point it was too cold for a sale. Now that all our stuff is gone...
...we finally have room to breathe - and walk. And making money off things we no longer want is not the worst option. At the end of the day, I finally feel like we can get our lives put together and organized to my standards.
I spent Sunday afternoon pulling out all Everett's baby clothes and arranging them for storage. It is surreal seeing all these tiny things again. We have so many wonderful memories from when he was a baby, and it makes me sad those days are now over.
Here comes the cliche statement every parent makes...I am absolutely baffled by the fact that Everett is 2 - 1/2 years old. I watch him run around the house, clumsily put on his shoes, creatively play with his toys, flip the vinyl records and turn on the turntable, and cue up Thomas all by himself, then I wonder where the time has gone. My baby is getting HUGE!
This phase of life is in many ways more stable than babyhood. He can somewhat communicate his needs, we have a solid routine, and it seems his stint of toddler anorexia has passed (we discovered the nanny was giving him way too much milk during the day). I have reasonable expectations for how my day will look, and I know my limits as a mother. For example, I still cannot talk on the phone in front of him. He whines until I let him talk, rips the phone out of my hands, hangs up on whoever I am talking to after staring at the phone in silence for 10+ seconds, then opens the Game Center App to send out friend requests to strangers.
Because of his independent nature and growing physical skills, he also knows how to push the limits, to the point that my head starts spinning. Sometimes I am terrified to pick him up from the sitter's house. I drive like a mom and take my time getting there, anxiously wondering what the ride home will look like. This is because I know that 25% of the time there will be a battle to get him in the car. Oftentimes, I am at the sitter's house for an hour trying to get him to the car, or I am only able to get him in the car if the sitter herself straps him in. This is because kids (...and adults when you think about it...) will be perfect angels to anyone but their parents, and this is a maddening fact of life. And when toddlers are sick, they are 10x more challenging than normal, and unfortunately they are sick frequently.
Despite all this, I find that taking time out of my day to channel patience has helped immensely. It also helps for me to remember what it was like being a kid. I have to calmly give him options when he is testing his limits, then let him decide which option he would rather choose, "Everett, we will either read this book in your bed, or we will have to go to bed without a book. You have 3 seconds to decide what you want to do..." (He likes reading books, prefers this activity on the couch, and especially loves putting off bedtime.)
We are also getting to the point where it is no longer appropriate for him to be in a crib. However, the kid is so active that it is nice to have a place where he can be contained. I am not looking forward to the transition, but I know it must be done soon. My baby is growing up too quick!
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However, we are continuing to make memories, and we are currently getting ready for a much-needed family getaway. In addition, we have an exciting new piece of furniture in our house, which I stayed up late last night preparing us for today's delivery. I literally have no Before photos of what this space used to look like, but here it is: ready for our new prized possession (Honest Floor Cleaner and all)...
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
Staycation 2015
It's my favorite week of the year: Emily's Annual Staycation Week. It has been a tradition of mine to take the week after Mother's Day off to get my life back in order after the crazy spring months at work. I have been keeping myself busy deep cleaning, gardening, and running errands all over town.
Everett was originally supposed to go to our nanny share to give me some extra time for chores, but the other family has a pinkeye/shingles/flu/cold situation happening right now. Since I'm over being sick, I decided to keep the little guy with me at home. And I am so happy to have him here. He has been an absolute joy to have around.
Yesterday, we spent the morning baking a rhubarb pie using fresh rhubarb from the garden. This was an awesome activity for a toddler, and a great way for him to experience firsthand how things go from the ground to his belly.
After the oven was free, I made a delicious chuck roast with root vegetables for the family (this was during nap time - I did not let him handle raw meat). I love family-friendly "set it and forget it" recipes for days I'm at home. While it was cooking, I was able to do some spring cleaning and gardening. And the best part of all? My picky toddler ate every bite of food on his plate, then asked for more salad. The stars must be in alignment.
By the way, the Le Creuset Dutch Oven was one of my better life purchases. They are worth every penny.
Today is a rainy day here in Spokane, so no yard work for me. However, we are going to put on some rain boots and venture into the world anyway. The little guy has been asking for Grandpa for days.
Everett was originally supposed to go to our nanny share to give me some extra time for chores, but the other family has a pinkeye/shingles/flu/cold situation happening right now. Since I'm over being sick, I decided to keep the little guy with me at home. And I am so happy to have him here. He has been an absolute joy to have around.
Yesterday, we spent the morning baking a rhubarb pie using fresh rhubarb from the garden. This was an awesome activity for a toddler, and a great way for him to experience firsthand how things go from the ground to his belly.
| My pies are never very pretty, but it's the taste that matters. |
After the oven was free, I made a delicious chuck roast with root vegetables for the family (this was during nap time - I did not let him handle raw meat). I love family-friendly "set it and forget it" recipes for days I'm at home. While it was cooking, I was able to do some spring cleaning and gardening. And the best part of all? My picky toddler ate every bite of food on his plate, then asked for more salad. The stars must be in alignment.
By the way, the Le Creuset Dutch Oven was one of my better life purchases. They are worth every penny.
Today is a rainy day here in Spokane, so no yard work for me. However, we are going to put on some rain boots and venture into the world anyway. The little guy has been asking for Grandpa for days.
Friday, May 8, 2015
Telecommuting (2)
May is here! This means I am officially telecommuting on Thursdays again! Woohoo! Look at all those exclamation marks! My brother would kill me if he knew I was using so many of them!
Here's a look at my telecommuting day in pictures:
Everett had his first dentist appointment yesterday. It seems kind of silly to take a child this young to the dentist, but I am paying for the insurance, so I figure I might as well. They basically brushed his teeth and put fluoride in his mouth, then gave him a new toothbrush.
Afterwards, I rewarded him with a little trip to Starbucks for a treat. (BTW the S'Mores Frappuccino is the best thing in the world. I highly recommend it.) Little man was conked out after all this. When we got home, I let him sleep in the car and grabbed the iPad to do some work until he woke up.
The trip to the dentist went pretty well, mostly because we talked it up for the couple days prior to his appointment. This was how we prepared him to sit in a stroller for 3+ hours for Bloomsday, too. You can make anything sound exciting to a toddler...After he woke up we went to Costco. This was my impulse buy of the week:
I have a little obsession with Julia Child. And it's embarrassing. The Costco cashier asked if I was trying to learn to cook like Julia and I awkwardly responded by saying, "Gaah...aahhhh..ummm NO! It's for my...friend..." Do you think he believed me?
Next, Everett played outside while I did some work in the sunshine. Seriously, telecommuting is the best.
Everett then helped me make dinner: pesto pasta with heirloom tomatoes. If you haven't tried Costco's pesto you are missing out. It is very delicious and the price is right. Everett's job for dinner was to rinse the tomatoes (he couldn't be convinced that they were not potatoes). This was what happened when I threw them in the pan to roast:
Poor kid really liked looking at those. It was a sad and sweet meltdown. Also, please ignore all those dishes, which also got done on my telecommuting day.
For all you full time workers of the world, I highly recommend that you propose a work-from-home day to your boss. Of course, teachers might have a hard time with this, but you guys get shafted in everything else, so what more could you expect...also you get summers.
A couple years ago, I was really struggling with working full time and being a new mom. My lack of sanity was getting to the point where I was seriously considering quitting my job. Then as a last resort, I went on a suicide mission to my bosses and asked for a more flexible schedule. My proposal worked.
Here's how I did it:
For a couple weeks, I kept very close track of what I was doing every 10 minutes of the day. I counted time I was on the phone, writing emails, reading emails, in meetings, taking breaks, being interrupted by coworkers, shooting the breeze with people in the halls, pumping, etc. Literally every minute of my day was accounted for.
At the end, I was able to show that the majority of my "job" is done on the computer, either running processes, composing letters to be sent to large populations, or reading and responding to emails. I only had an average of 6 phone calls and face-to-face meetings a day, and all of these people could have left a message and been happy with a response 24 hours later. In addition, a huge portion of my time was swallowed up by external distractions - people coming into my office to chat, me walking down the hall for a quick break, not to mention my pumping for over an hour a day. Almost all of my real job could be done at home. In my pajamas.
In my proposal, I chose Thursdays as my day at home. This is because Thursdays and Fridays tend to be the quietest days in our office. I did not want to ask for Fridays, as this would make it appear that I always had 3-day weekends, and this did not seem fair to the rest of my colleagues.
I also went to my bosses with a list of my everyday job duties. Having a long list of responsibilities makes a supervisor see that you are more than a replaceable commodity. The alternative of you quitting over their flexibility will seem like a very big deal when they have to consider training and shuffling job responsibilities.
Most importantly, tell them how much you will appreciate their willingness to be flexible. A happy employee is less likely to constantly be looking for other employment opportunities. And if they say yes, never take advantage of their generosity, and show appreciation by always being a good employee. No one likes to work with someone who is given flexibility, but does not do their job well. This will only create animosity.
If being out of the office for a day seems like a stretch, you could try and find a coworker with similar job duties who is willing to cover for you while you are out. This usually works well when you have two people in your office proposing a flex schedule. You must both be willing to take on more responsibilities when the other person is not physically there, but you should be happy to do so because it means you have more flexibility in your job, and no duties get left undone! Winning!
Finally, be prepared to hear "No." Most leaders/managers these days know that job flexibility is key for employee satisfaction, but many are hesitant to change (Baby Boomers are the worst when it comes to change in the workplace). However, know that if I had proposed this new schedule even a year before I did, the outcome would have been different. You asking in the first place opens up the dialogue for change and flexibility. Give it time and do not be afraid to try again. Also, do not threaten to leave your job unless you are serious. No one likes an empty threat, and this will only foster distrust.
Good luck! And hopefully this advice doesn't get you fired.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Everett Updates
It has been a while since my last Everett update. He is so much fun, and there are so many things to share, but I also know how annoying it is when people only ever talk about their kids. However, he deserves so much recognition because he is my joy and my sunshine! Barf, I know. Parents are the worst!
I keep thinking to myself, "Don't grow up! You are so sweet just the way you are!" Then he becomes more fun with every passing day. He still loves to cuddle with me on the couch while reading, and it is my favorite part of the day...even though I am often late to work because he wants to read "Nuther one!" How can a girl resist?
This boy is obsessed with things that move. Every night after we put him to bed, we listen to him talk to himself about, "Fire engines, and the ambwans [ambulance], and police cars, and the dump truck, and the tanker truck, and the jet plane, and the fire engine, and the garbage truck, and the race car, and the fire engines, and the tractors, and a front loader...the motorcycle!" If he hears a siren in the middle of the night, we can hear him in the monitor saying, "A police car!.....zzzzz..."
He is pretty much potty trained with the exception of nighttime and naps. Potty training weekend boot camp did the trick. He still struggles telling the nanny when he needs to go, but he will get there!
His latest obsessions (in addition to trucks, tractors, planes, etc.) are coloring with Crayola markers and Pete the Cat. He has 2 Pete books and we read each one at least 5 times a day. In fact, normally when a toddler stops making noise it means trouble is happening; when Everett is quiet, nine times out of ten he is reading Pete to himself.
Everett is also besotted with his pets. He loves playing fetch with Willow, and his favorite game is chasing the cat around the house. Oddly enough, the cat does not seem to mind this game too much. Every night before bed, Everett says goodnight to Willow and tells her that he loves her...and that she stinks, which he thinks is the funniest thing in the world.
Kinder is also pretty into his grandparents. He asks hourly if he can call Grandma, go hiking with Grandpa, or text (video chat) Nana and Pop. He has a couple toy phones on which he regularly talks to himself/"Grandma, Grandpa, Grandma, Grandma, Grandpa."
Ever since he was small, he has been a water baby. He loves playing in the sink, in puddles, in the tub, in a pool. If there is water, he will love it. We are on a few waitlists for daycare (Woe is me!), and one of them offers weekly swim experience, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that a spot opens when we need it. I'll probably present many ranting, word vomit posts in the future over this new chapter of life...stay tuned! Yay, daycare!
Finally, his favorite food is...I guess it depends on the day! He will gobble up something one day, then refuse it a week later. Surprisingly, he most consistently eats oatmeal and Morning Star sausages in the morning. For other meals, sometimes we have to force him to eat, and sometimes he picks raw onions out of a dish, consumes them, then leaves the rest. He is always asking for pizza but never eats it. He likes the crust but refuses to touch the cheesy parts...NOT MY CHILD. Nothing toddlers do makes sense, because last night he ate all the freshly grated cheese on top of his pasta, asked for "More rice...pweeese," then refused to eat the pasta.
To conclude, every day with this toddler is exhausting, but incredibly rewarding. Even though I spend 30 minutes trying to corral him for a 10 minute errand, we have so much fun together that all I can do is smile. This stage of life is busy, but it keeps my heart full.
I keep thinking to myself, "Don't grow up! You are so sweet just the way you are!" Then he becomes more fun with every passing day. He still loves to cuddle with me on the couch while reading, and it is my favorite part of the day...even though I am often late to work because he wants to read "Nuther one!" How can a girl resist?
This boy is obsessed with things that move. Every night after we put him to bed, we listen to him talk to himself about, "Fire engines, and the ambwans [ambulance], and police cars, and the dump truck, and the tanker truck, and the jet plane, and the fire engine, and the garbage truck, and the race car, and the fire engines, and the tractors, and a front loader...the motorcycle!" If he hears a siren in the middle of the night, we can hear him in the monitor saying, "A police car!.....zzzzz..."
He is pretty much potty trained with the exception of nighttime and naps. Potty training weekend boot camp did the trick. He still struggles telling the nanny when he needs to go, but he will get there!
Signs of a potty training toddler = nonexistent pants or lazy-mom pants
His latest obsessions (in addition to trucks, tractors, planes, etc.) are coloring with Crayola markers and Pete the Cat. He has 2 Pete books and we read each one at least 5 times a day. In fact, normally when a toddler stops making noise it means trouble is happening; when Everett is quiet, nine times out of ten he is reading Pete to himself.
Everett is also besotted with his pets. He loves playing fetch with Willow, and his favorite game is chasing the cat around the house. Oddly enough, the cat does not seem to mind this game too much. Every night before bed, Everett says goodnight to Willow and tells her that he loves her...and that she stinks, which he thinks is the funniest thing in the world.
Disclaimer: Willow doesn't actually stink. She farted one time when Everett was hugging her goodnight, and the concept has stuck.
Kinder is also pretty into his grandparents. He asks hourly if he can call Grandma, go hiking with Grandpa, or text (video chat) Nana and Pop. He has a couple toy phones on which he regularly talks to himself/"Grandma, Grandpa, Grandma, Grandma, Grandpa."
Ever since he was small, he has been a water baby. He loves playing in the sink, in puddles, in the tub, in a pool. If there is water, he will love it. We are on a few waitlists for daycare (Woe is me!), and one of them offers weekly swim experience, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that a spot opens when we need it. I'll probably present many ranting, word vomit posts in the future over this new chapter of life...stay tuned! Yay, daycare!
Finally, his favorite food is...I guess it depends on the day! He will gobble up something one day, then refuse it a week later. Surprisingly, he most consistently eats oatmeal and Morning Star sausages in the morning. For other meals, sometimes we have to force him to eat, and sometimes he picks raw onions out of a dish, consumes them, then leaves the rest. He is always asking for pizza but never eats it. He likes the crust but refuses to touch the cheesy parts...NOT MY CHILD. Nothing toddlers do makes sense, because last night he ate all the freshly grated cheese on top of his pasta, asked for "More rice...pweeese," then refused to eat the pasta.
To conclude, every day with this toddler is exhausting, but incredibly rewarding. Even though I spend 30 minutes trying to corral him for a 10 minute errand, we have so much fun together that all I can do is smile. This stage of life is busy, but it keeps my heart full.
Monday, January 12, 2015
Adventures in Potty Training!
Potty Training Boot Camp - Round 1
Everett: 1 Me: 0
I've said it once, and I've said it at least four times after I said it that one time: raising a child is like training a dog. When we acquired Willow, we read this awesome book about how to train a dog. You see, dogs are social beings, and each "pack" has a social makeup. The first step in training a dog is to get them used to their place in the family's hierarchy. There are simple non-verbal cues you can give a dog to let her know where she stands, such as rolling her on her back when she tries to take over as alpha, or feeding the dog after the humans have eaten, as beta animals in the pack eat after the alpha dogs.
Everett's "pack" training has been pretty similar, except he gets the first course of meals rather than the table scraps, and we feel no need to roll him into submissive postures to "put him in his place" - although I did have to bodycheck him into his car seat once during a particularly brutal tantrum in the grocery store parking lot. However, for the most part our parenting during this phase of life is teaching him social norms, and giving him both verbal ("We don't play with fire.") and non-verbal (leading by example) cues as to how he can properly behave. Hopefully my wrestling skills will not be put to use too many more times. That singlet doesn't fit me anymore.
So when it came down to potty training, I referenced the good ole Monks for advice. To my absolute shock, I found that they offered ZERO advice on how to potty train a child. Since their crate training methods in no way applied to my toddler, I read some actual potty training manuals (aka articles I found on Pinterest). Kiddo was doing great! He could pretty much pee on command, and he always asked to "Use potty please," when he needed to "Takin' the dump." <---- Everett's words, not mine.
And then something happened. I don't know what it was, but all of a sudden he became frightened of the process. To get back on track, I decided to implement Potty Training Boot Camp this weekend. Here's the gist of how it all went down -
Me: "Everett, do you want to go potty on the toilet?"
Everett: "No."
Me: "Do you want a piece of candy?"
Everett: "Yeah!"
Me: "Great, you can have a piece of candy if you go potty on the toilet."
Everett: "It's Tuesday...Friday. Garbage truck!"
I'll spare you the gory details of me stepping in a pile of human feces, but I decided to throw in the towel after Everett peed on the kitchen floor, ran away after he realized what was happening, slipped in the puddle, then split his lip open on a kitchen cabinet. One can only take so much trauma in a day.
However, remember how next weekend is a 3-day weekend? I have a few tricks up my sleeve (spoiler alert: it's Hershey Kisses), and I'm looking forward to VICTORY. I do wish we could just stick him in a crate, but I guess the process is pretty similar to training a corgi: hydrate, wait, pee, treat, repeat. The good news is our efforts were not completely wasted. We got him to put on underwear after we made up a song for it, and he will pee on command if he can see the prize, but only if the candy is sitting right there. Baby steps!
If anyone has any advice on potty training boys I am all ears. Wish me luck!
Monday, December 15, 2014
Weekenders {Holiday Edition}
Spokane has a lot to offer during the holidays. Our favorite tradition is driving to Lake Coeur d' Alene to watch the bald eagles.
Yesterday was the perfect day for this. It has been unseasonably warm, but it was still frigid by the waters. Good thing I finished my quilt! Seriously, we would have been dying without it. I had to keep Everett in the Ergo for extra warmth, and to restrain him from attempting to jump in the water (he kept asking if he could).
Everett loved watching the eagles swoop down toward the water. You can catch a glimpse of one from afar in this photo! This is a pretty remarkable thing we get to witness every year at this time.
Our usual routine is to round out our evenings in CDA by visiting the ornament shop and the Irish store, then enjoying a cup of hot chocolate at the resort while looking at the lights on the boardwalk.
And for one weekend only, Riverside State Park strings up lights at the Bowl and Pitcher. Even the suspension bridge is decorated, which is pretty terrifying - yet special. It is good the weather has been so warm, or the whole experience in the park would have been treacherous. My dad and step-mom met us down there for the festivities.
It's a good thing I take so many pictures, because the next day I realized how insufficient Everett's winter wardrobe is. I ran by REI after church and spent $50+ on wool socks alone to get us through the winter. I realize this is a lot to spend on a kid's underwear, but his comfort means we have more outdoor time this winter, and he certainly appreciated the warm feet and legs the following day in Coeur d' Alene. Next on the list is a new (longer) pair of jeans. The kid tears hats off his head in seconds, so I've lost that battle for now.
Despite the cold, we all had a fantastic time. There were plenty of activities for kids of all ages, including a hay ride, visits with Santa, bonfires, warm beverages, and real life owls. Here's what went down when E got to meet Santa for the first time:
His hair was so crazy because he kept tearing off his hat.
Everett was most impressed with the bonfires they had around the park. A log would crack, sparks would fly, and he would yell, "It's snowing!"
He is so lucky to have Grandparents who love spending time with him. And check it out: the three most important men in my life, all in one picture.
Yesterday was the perfect day for this. It has been unseasonably warm, but it was still frigid by the waters. Good thing I finished my quilt! Seriously, we would have been dying without it. I had to keep Everett in the Ergo for extra warmth, and to restrain him from attempting to jump in the water (he kept asking if he could).
Everett loved watching the eagles swoop down toward the water. You can catch a glimpse of one from afar in this photo! This is a pretty remarkable thing we get to witness every year at this time.
Our usual routine is to round out our evenings in CDA by visiting the ornament shop and the Irish store, then enjoying a cup of hot chocolate at the resort while looking at the lights on the boardwalk.
And for one weekend only, Riverside State Park strings up lights at the Bowl and Pitcher. Even the suspension bridge is decorated, which is pretty terrifying - yet special. It is good the weather has been so warm, or the whole experience in the park would have been treacherous. My dad and step-mom met us down there for the festivities.
It's a good thing I take so many pictures, because the next day I realized how insufficient Everett's winter wardrobe is. I ran by REI after church and spent $50+ on wool socks alone to get us through the winter. I realize this is a lot to spend on a kid's underwear, but his comfort means we have more outdoor time this winter, and he certainly appreciated the warm feet and legs the following day in Coeur d' Alene. Next on the list is a new (longer) pair of jeans. The kid tears hats off his head in seconds, so I've lost that battle for now.
Despite the cold, we all had a fantastic time. There were plenty of activities for kids of all ages, including a hay ride, visits with Santa, bonfires, warm beverages, and real life owls. Here's what went down when E got to meet Santa for the first time:
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| "Yeeeeeah...this is effed." |
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| "Grandpa, please save me!" |
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| "If I must." |
His hair was so crazy because he kept tearing off his hat.
Everett was most impressed with the bonfires they had around the park. A log would crack, sparks would fly, and he would yell, "It's snowing!"
He is so lucky to have Grandparents who love spending time with him. And check it out: the three most important men in my life, all in one picture.
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