
Wordless Wednesday: My Kind of Camping


This week’s I heart faces challenge is “vroom vroom” and so I immediately thought about this photo I took a few weeks ago at our Neighborhood Association block party/meeting. The police dropped by to fill us in on the happenings in the neighborhood and let the boys take turns sitting in the police car. He stopped short of putting on the siren, but allowed them to push a few buttons and hold the steering wheel. It was very exciting moment for them (ok, and I may have been a little interested as well).

Here’s an unsolicited tip – don’t go to a neighborhood association meeting unless you want to know all about every single crime that could potentially affect you or your home – especially when you live in an urban area like we do. Now, for better or for worse, I know about every burglary, shooting and petty crime in the neighborhood and have been obsessively checjking the locks on all our doors and windows. Sometimes too much information is not necessarily a good thing.
Samuel insists we turn the box around so that he can see the back of it while he’s eating breakfast.
And I’m not sure what else to say about that…

There was a feeling of coming full circle when we found ourselves returning to the place where it all began today. Well, the doctor’s office right next to the hospital where it all began anyway. I can’t believe it was five years ago today that we first laid eyes on our teeny tiny little 6lb 8oz baby. And it seemed fitting that five years after he first gave us a scare with his dramatic entrance into the world, Thomas would scare us again by falling out of a tree. As a side note, on Saturday night at the emergency room Kei asked Thomas how it happened. With tears in his eyes, Thomas looked at Kei and said “It was because you weren’t watching me.” Now that’s a guilt trip. Here’s the boy in his new black plaster cast. He chose the color himself although of course I fully support anything that shows less dirt. As Thomas’ turns five, it’s a good time to reflect on a few things that have changed – and some that have stayed the same – over the past year:



Happy birthday to our littlest Jedi. May the force be with you. 
We went to the coast for a couple of days of camping fun with friends. The morning started with hazy skies.


And continued with blue skies…

And hanging with friends…

And climbing trees…

And then…

So now we adjust to fitting a broken arm into our plans for a new school year and a five year old birthday party.

More words coming soon. For now I bid a fond (hopefully premature) adieu to Summer as the Portland rain moves in.
All photos taken on the iphone with hipstamatic – it’s an addiction.





This week’s I heart faces challenge is to choose a photo that tells a story so I suppose no more words are needed. What story does it tell you?

“Don’t. Take. My. Picture!”

“See? Sometimes we do play well together…”

“And then the moment passes.”

“OK – you’ve got 5 seconds and then I want to see the picture on your camera and we’re not all going to look at once so you’d better get used to it.”



Today’s I Heart Faces challenge reminded me of how I haven’t yet posted the rest of the photos from when the Kellers came to visit.
I chose this photo (with much difficulty) from the hundreds I took that day for a few reasons:

We had a wonderful weekend filled with extended childcare options that allowed us to see a movie, a 40th birthday celebration with a view of Mt Hood, a family hike/carry to a beautiful hidden waterfall and a meeting with a 500 pound sturgeon named Herman.
This week promises work, work and more work – oh, and some golf for Kei.
Happy Monday.