|The vacation rental house. It was pretty decent. Furnishings were definitely|
chosen to be used by strangers. LOL.
|Flower poses for the camera.|
|Dan and Simon play. Flower looks on.|
Dan's birthday and our anniversary fell into this week. We celebrated both there. Her husband's birthday was also on our anniversary. So we made a cake. A cake wreck. My sister broke it trying to get it out of the pan, so she hid it beneath a layer of icing, which she applied to the hot cake, so it became crumby icing. It still tasted good and we all had a good laugh.
|All the activity knocked our little girl out. She|
catches a sun-ray.
|The tetherball in the yard was all Simon needed to be|
|Alex channels a certain German dictator.|
|The runny nose and the sand... not a great combination.|
It was like the sand was enameled to his skin.
|As expected at the beach, Simon digs.|
|He didn't know what to make of the sand at first. But he liked it,|
and thought it tasted good too, apparently.
|The beach marker, indicating where the path to the house was.|
|Misty morning. You can't see the water.|
|Grandma offers a smooch for her grandson.|
So after they came our way after the beach to stay at the Timberline Lodge for a couple of days, we parted with sadness. I love my sister very much, and her husband Bryan is just the nicest guy ever. I wish we lived closer so Alex could spend more time with them.
|Sister Anna and her husband.|
|Anita is letting Alex have a snack on her lap.|
|There were some EPIC mushrooms in he little conifer|
copse between the house and the beach. Boletus and
As it goes with vacations, it's hard to go back to routine. For the first time since i can remember, I sat down to hand sew a gown during the vacation week, during the day and didn't have to worry what Alex is up to, because there were up to eight other adults around watching him. It was luxurious. Alex cut his top two teeth during the vacation week. That marks four, he has his chipmunk teeth as they call them. He is so close to walking now. He is Mr. Bruise though, from all his bumps and tumbles. He explores everything, and unless I'm helicoptering over him 24/7, there is no way to catch him every time he falls. He had a bruise on his cheek that finally just went away that made me feel like the worst mother ever.
|Uncle Bryan visits with his country cousin.|
|Admiring Mount Hood.|