Saturday, August 31, 2013

Lost Lake

On our way out of Hood River we decided to find a place called Lost Lake. It wasn't on our way home or anything, but we wanted to take advantage of seeing as much of Oregon as possible before we move. So after a slight hiccup- a flat tire and a longer than anticipated stop into Les Schwab for new tires, we were finally on our way. The drive was more than worth it- maybe not for the faint of heart or one who is prone to motion sickness, but beautiful country roads with breathtaking views of Mt. Hood was a nice precursor to the amazingness that is Lost Lake. Austin and I couldn't get over how incredible the place was. We were kicking ourselves that we didn't have any camping gear with us, or we would have stayed the night on the spot. The lake was the perfect temperature, no motorized boats so it was crystal clear and quiet, cheap paddle board, paddle boat, canoe and rowboat rentals, fresh Oregon cherries and did I say it was incredibly beautiful? Austin and I made a vow to come back before we move to camp for a night or two, but unfortunately it might not work out as previously planned. Dang us and our procrastination- those boxes won't pack themselves you know.

Unfortunately, I didn't take very many pictures, but for good cause- we were having too much fun paddle boarding of course, but we did stop to take a few...

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Austin paddle boarding.

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Hood River

After Kelsey and Scott's wedding we stayed in Hood River for the evening. We stayed in an awesome hotel that was just a stones throw away from the Columbia river which is so beautiful. Maisie was on cloud nine- from the attention she got at the wedding, to the friends she made at the wedding (who also stayed in the same hotel) to the frequent dips in the pool- even late night ones because bedtime goes out the window on vacation right? 

It was a fun mini vacation for us. I am so happy we could celebrate our friends on their big day and have a break from the hustle and bustle of our normal routine. I only wish we had more time to explore Hood River, but that's just a great excuse to go back again some day.

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Friday, August 16, 2013

Flower Girl

A couple of weekends ago Maisie was the flower girl in our dear friend's wedding. Kelsey and Scott had such a beautiful wedding in the mountains just outside of Hood River and I was so honored that Maisie was asked to be apart of it- even if it was the most adorable and stressful moments of my life. I was worried Maisie was going to get scared, or melt down (she was going off a long car ride and no nap) but she did wonderfully. She performed her flower girl duties perfectly and even tried to share some paper hearts with the bride, groom and officiant in the middle of the ceremony (oy vey).

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The stunning bride.

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The paper heart fiasco. 
How cute is Scott looking at Kelsey looking at Maisie.

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After the wedding, Maisie partied so hard that she ripped the whole first layer of her beautiful flower girl dress completely off. Oh well, it served its purpose right?

Thank you Kelsey and Scott! 
We were honored that you asked Maisie to be apart of your special day.

The Take Down

At church last Sunday in the nursery (kids range from 18 months to 3) a string of interesting events took place that culminated to the take down of a life time. This is what happened- only the names have been changed to protect the innocent.

In said nursery theres a boy, lets call him "A" who is a little bit of a trouble maker- cute as a button, but he's a biter. He has chomped right down on an innocent child's face who was standing a bit to close to a toy he was eyeing or biting someone's arm when he's out of animal crackers, now I have heard of biters, but this was my first experience with one and it was interesting to say the least. Most of the time"A" let's out a blood curdling war cry- his method of warning that an imminent bitting session is about to go down and I have been grateful for that warning on numerous occasions because I have stopped a couple bites from happening mainly on the meaty thighs of a pig tail clad girl that we will call "M". Now "M" is no easy walk in the park either. She's still working on furthering her sharing and listening skills, but she does really well with other kids (she is beyond social). She also has a type A personality. She's a bonafide rule follower so long as it's governed by time or schedule. "M" understands clean up time. She knows that after clean up time, is arts and crafts and then time for snacks (her favorite times of the day). So sometimes she helps persuade the kids to clean a little faster by constant  reminding or by starting a work chanty. 

Now I don't know what happened this particular day but "A" was not happy with "M" at all. Right before clean up time "A" tried to bite "M's" leg, but the leader (who also happens to be M's grandma) stopped him before things got bloody. "M" seemed unaware of the attempt so grandma talked to another leader about possibly taking "A" to his mom who was in another room for sunday school, but "A" seemed to be doing a little better. He happily made a fort of toys around himself and was lost in play. Not 5 minutes later the start of clean up began. "M" went into clean mode and made her way to "A's" corner. "It's clean up time A!" "M" said in a chipper voice. That's when we heard the war cry. THE war cry and we all know what happens after the war cry. We all looked and on the other side there was curly pig tailed "M" and "A" baring his teeth simultaneously pulling "M's" dress toward the snare. All of the leaders and myself included were on the far side of the room and knew it was too late for an intervention. Right as I was about to yell " M! Run!" M took matters into her own hands and with the force of a kraken took her palm and shoved it into "A's" face. It was hard. REALLY hard. "A" flew back onto the ground and grabbed his cheek in shock. The other leader bursts into laughter while I stood there trying to process what has just happened. Did my child just HIT another child!? "M's" face said it all. She seemed shocked herself. She didn't seem sorry or smug. She looked like she  protected herself-like she thought about the different scenarios and that this was the only one. I was filled with pride "nobody puts (my) baby in a corner" but also embarrassment- dude my child just man slapped another kid. I used it as a teaching moment, explaining that I understood why she did it and that I knew she was scared in that moment so that's why she's not in trouble, but that next time she should try yelling "No biting!" and run away. "A" was then taken to his mom who admitted "good! he deserved it!". All was well.

On the way home and after a retelling of events Austin beamed with pride. I think he realizes we don't have to be so scared for our growing daughter. Not that we are ok with hitting, but we are happy that she knows to protect herself and hopefully when she's 16 she wont be afraid to slap a boy who tries to get a little too fresh. :)

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I think I am still a little traumatized over the events of that day, but I still giggle replaying the take down in my head.

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Take me out to the ball game...

One of the things that was on our summer bucket list was to take Maisie to her first baseball game. The closest professional team is in Seattle, but luckily not to far away from us in Keizer, there's a field team with a pretty decent stadium. What makes it better is that they are called the "Volcanoes" and that was music to Maisie's ears (the girl is obsessed with volcanoes). So last week we, grandma and Miranda included, decided to take her to her first ball game.

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practicing her pop fly catch.

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"cotton candyyyy"

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These boys were so cute to Maisie.
Oh, and theres Crater the Volcano's mascot. Maisie was confused of what kind of "creature" he was, but we eventually settled on a dinosaur with a baseball head. Maisie fell in love.

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Maisie got invited down onto the field to sing "take me out to the ball game" with all the other kids. Those little boys held her hand the whole time.

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Maisie just had to play in the dirt/sand.

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Yes she is now obsessed with baseball. I love her enthusiasm- the girl just loves to have fun.
Oh and yes she still talks about Crater. 

Capitol Fountains

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Since being back in Salem (where I was born and raised) I have been sharing parts of my childhood with Maisie and it's been really fun. Places I would play, visit, see are now all apart of Maisie's childhood and that feels really good to share that with her.

So it was about time we took her to the Capitol Fountains. Our Capitol is lovely- the prettiest state Capitol I have ever been to and I always did have a soft spot for the golden pioneer man... the "Brawny Woodsman". Ooh la la.

The Flag park is close by and I remember thinking about how weird it was that on the reverse side of our flag is a beaver. I mean that's cool and all Oregon, but I have lived in this state wayy too long and never once have I seen one, but we're the beaver state nonetheless. Random fact: Did you know that Oregon is the only state that has a double sided flag? One of those sides being the aforementioned beaver of course.