Author: lilydarais

On Sunday we packed up from our airbnb in Beaverton and drove to Slappy Cakes in Portland. We discovered Slappy Cakes last year and love it.

Abe was very proud of his spiral pancake:

After breakfast we drove to the Portland Art Museum. Ammon was asleep in the car, so I stayed in the car enjoying the fresh morning air and daydreaming while he slept for two hours. Abe took Clarissa in the carrier, and she slept on him while he and the girls explored the museum. The girls did their assignment of sketching and writing about their favorite pieces of art. Abe said they wanted to sketch and write about everything, so he had to start drawing boundaries about how much they could do so that he could actually move through the museum. The museum fed his soul (and mine, when it was my turn).

When it was my turn to go in, I felt so alive and happy and grateful. Portland has the best art museum we’ve seen in a long time. It was certainly better than Seattle and Vancouver! It felt like a feast. I took pictures of waaaayy yy too much art… I won’t post them all, but here are just a few:

A few more things from the Paris exhibition:

It was a glorious experience. When I tore myself away, we drove to the World Forestry Museum.

They had a wild rapids “ride” :

The back of their museum was a water feature, which the kids loved.

My honest thoughts were that the forestry museum was interesting and had some great information, but it also had a slightly dated-feeling. On the other hand, we had the place almost to ourselves, so it was very peaceful.

After the museum, we caught a shuttle to the rose garden. We wanted to rewrite everyone’s memories of it after the wasp disaster there last year. To do that, I gave the girls my phone and told them they could each take pictures of the roses. They traded off and took pictures of each other whenever they switched so we would know later who took what. Here are some of Lydia’s photos (and poses to show these are hers):

And Mary’s:

Then we took the shuttle back, with Ammon chatting with the whole shuttle again (as he did the on the way up), and then drove to a restaurant I enjoyed last year, the Indian Bollywood Theater next to Eb and Bean. We ate soft serve at Eb and Bean afterward.

Then we drove to Powell’s books. I have not been to Powell’s since Mary was a baby. On that occasion, I vowed to spend more time there on the next trip. Last year I didn’t want to do it with four kids, so we skipped it. But this time was, um, heaven. It was pure bliss. Abe and the babies waited in the car while the two older girls and I explored and basically went bananas inside.

I spent waaaaayyy too much money on books that were deeply discounted (and a couple that were for the, er, heck of it.) I also took pictures of books I didn’t buy but wanted to add to my Goodreads To Read list so I can remember for the future. (It worked because I just added them now!)

And then we drove to Seaside! There was still light out enough to enjoy the Oregon countryside for a while before it got dark. It was so cozy to pull up to the darling Airbnb that we reserved months ago. It was adorable.

I have to end by saying how much I LOVED this day. It had books, flowers, art, museums, and nature. Can I do this day again every day????

On Saturday morning we packed up the tent, ate breakfast with the Grants, took a picture, and left Newhalem to drive to Portland.

On our way home we stopped by the Cascadian Farms roadside stand. It is a tiny little store, but we had to stop because I get their granola and cereal, and it felt a little like meeting a celebrity. I bought two smoothies with fresh berries from their farm.

Then we headed to Clark and Swathi’s for a little lunch and visit. Clarissa walked around naked and then, while we were visiting, squatted behind their bench and pooped a GIANT poop. We were all in awe that such a specimen could emerge from her body. We hosed her down, and Clark and Swathi put the poop in their compost. They are SUCH troopers.

Then we drove to Beaverton, which is a suburb of Portland. We stayed in an adorable house with lots of toys for the kids. They played for hours in the house and the yard while Abe and I had a rather intense discussion.

 

On Friday morning we woke up early with the kids and drove to Newhalem to get some breakfast from the store. We ate in the parks near the store and let the kids play for two hours on the playgrounds and the fire engine.

Then we hooked up with the Grants and drove to Diablo Lake. I think Diablo Lake is like a less touristy version of Lake Lorraine in Canada. It is gorgeous glacial water with alpine snow-peaked mountains all around.

The Grants were soooooo nice and let us use their kayaks to take the kids out on the lake. Well, I am SUPER motion sickness-prone, so I didn’t go out on it, but Abe and the kids did a bunch.

After the lake, we drove up the road to see more of the park. Wow, was it stunning!

In the evening Abe took Clarissa to see the lighted waterfalls while the rest of us visited in the campground. All of the kids loved playing with Ashley’s dog, Charlie. And it was so fun to have Jean back.

Also, Julie cooked DELICIOUS tinfoil dinners for everyone. I can still taste them now. Yum!

On Thursday we drove to Newhalem and met up with the Grants. We met up with Jean and Ashley too later that evening.

We made a stop at the National Park visitor center (right next to our campground) before setting up tent. We didn’t put the rainfly on our tent and every single night we had the most beautiful views of the trees, stars, and dark night sky. It was glorious.

After we were all set up, we went on a little hike with the Grants to see some ancient Native American sites.

After dinner Abe tried to get Clarissa asleep while I took the other kids with the Grants to look at the lit up waterfalls behind the Newhalem power plant (which is shockingly beautiful!).

In this next shot, I was holding Ammon so he is not in the picture. I could only take one because I was terrified that if I let Ammon’s hand go, he would dart into the dark woods behind. So I snapped this shot, readjusted my grip on Ammon, and marched on.

After the falls, we went back to the tent and everyone slept quickly and well. Our tent ceiling and walls are almost all mesh under the rain fly. Since there was no rain fly, I spent a lot of time reveling in the open air, the night sounds, and the gorgeous view of lacey pines and sky above me.

I was very grumpy for most of this day because I thought that the girls had kept everyone up the night before. I was barricaded in the guest room with Clarissa and Ammon so I didn’t know what was going on. All I knew is that they were up at 10pm, and I was upset that they might have kept Soren up (since I know he doesn’t normally stay up that late!). I

So I told the girls they wouldn’t have that chance again and told them we would spend the entire day outside. I said after we picked up Abe from the airport we could go home and transfer them to bed at 10:30pm. They were sad and upset that they wouldn’t get to go to Clark and Swathi’s until night time, but I was determined.

Then I called Clark in the afternoon and found out the girls had been telling the truth. It wasn’t a problem that they stayed up late with Soren, and Clark and Swathi thought their cousin play time was cute. So I finished the last outing and headed back for dinner at their house before packing people in the car to go pick up Abe.

Had I not been is such a horrible mood, this day would have been a highlight. We went to Northwest Trek on Julie’s suggestion, and it was AMAZING. It is sooooo beautiful and original. It’s basically a zoo but the animals are in their natural habitat. You can ride a tram and see them all roaming around. It is gorgeous scenery, has a great play area, and is just an incredible place to visit. We’ll have to go again and rewrite our memory of this visit. I didn’t get a ton of pictures but here are some:

Second outing:

After that we drove back to Clark and Swathi’s, ate dinner, and then…drove to the airport to pick up Abe!!! It was so great to see him again. Three days felt like an eternity!

On Tuesday I took the kids (except for Meera, who stayed home with Joanna) to the Museum of Flight in Seattle. It is an incredible museum, but the best half is the second half which we didn’t see until we were all too tired to really appreciate it. We’ll go back sometime!

After we finished at the museum, we went back to Clark and Swathi’s for dinner, playing outside, and bedtime. I think somewhere in there the kids watched the Spiderman movie.

On Monday the kids had a play date at Julie’s house while she went to the dentist. I followed the babies around, folded a ton of laundry, and packed us up. The kids were mostly self-sufficient and most ended up jumping on the trampoline. I was shocked at how pleasant it was to babysit eight kids!

Then Julie made everyone lunch before we loaded our vans with kids and drove to Point Defiance State Park. That is a gorgeous park! The views of the ocean are just breath taking. We spent the whole time at the zoo, and it was maybe my favorite zoo ever (although Chicago’s Lincoln Park Zoo does hold a special place in my heart). But Point Defiance has a zoo AND an aquarium, not to mention the many fabulous play areas and beeeee-autiful setting.

They have camel rides! We almost passed on it, but I really liked the thought that the kids would have a tactile entry point into nativity scenes with the three magi.

After the zoo, we headed over the Clark and Swathi’s for dinner, play time outside, and then an attempt at bedtime. Clarissa was not very cooperative about sleeping, but eventually we all fell asleep and that was glorious!

On Sunday we slept in, visited with Julie when she and her kids got back from church, and headed over to Clark and Swathi to celebrate Clark’s birthday. Well, I spent hours napping on their bed until it was time for Abe to head to the airport. I felt so depressed (and honestly, a little terrified) at the thought that he was leaving that I almost hopped in the car and drove back to Utah. But the kids really wanted to finish out the trip and I was feeling well enough to imagine actually being able to do that. So we stayed.

The kids had a great time playing with their cousins and some friends of Swathi’s.

After Abe left, we headed back to Julie’s and I put the kids down before spending an hour chatting with Wes and Julie before bed. Then I went down to the basement, finished my mystery novel, and went to bed. An hour later Clarissa woke up with lots of energy. When she’s in that middle-of-the-night wakeful-but-happy mood, she is incredibly charming. So I played and chatted with her for two hours before finally convincing her to go back to sleep. Luckily, I had slept a lot at Clark and Swathi’s so this was actually fun and not hard.

On Saturday (my mom’s birthday!) we packed up and went down to the ferry terminal early because we hadn’t booked a return trip home. We figured we didn’t want to tie ourselves down to a specific time and thought returning standby would work fine.

Turns out one of the earlier ferries had been cancelled, and so now there was NO standby room because all of the earlier reservations were being put on the subsequent ferries. We lined up in the very last lot of cars for people without reservations not knowing if we would even get back that day. After parking, waiting, and figuring out we would be there for hours, we wandered to the farmer’s market, where we promptly lost Ammon.

Abe was tired and I turned around for maybe a minute to examine some cream that supposedly took away aches and pains, and when I looked back to where Ammon was supposed to be, he was gone. Now, Ammon is frequently gone so at first we didn’t worry. But after running around the very small market and not seeing him, I started to panic. A lot of people started looking with me, and within five minutes Abe found Ammon literally running around the market. We must have kept missing him because he was running. I don’t know how.

Anyway, after that scare I didn’t take my eyes off of him for a minute. We walked around and then decided to drop him and Clarissa off in this fabulous little drop-in child care center on main street. Then we took the older kids to lunch. It was INCREDIBLE to eat lunch and ice cream with just Mary and Lydia! We weren’t stressed they would run away or start screaming at some random thing. I couldn’t believe how easy everything was. And then I started the mental math to how long we have until Ammon and Clarissa are easy travelers. If they had personalities like Mary and Lydia, we’ll be free and easy in three or four years. Since they are both far more energetic than Lydia or Mary ever were, maybe it’s more like five or six years? Sob.

After lunch, we headed picked up the babies and fed them our leftovers. I started feeling really sick an hour or so later and started having diarrhea, which is NOT fun when you are stuck in a hot parking lot waiting until who-knows-when to board a ferry. I kept making emergency dashes to the public restroom two blocks away, and finally in the evening when we thought we weren’t going to make it back that day, Abe was my hero and checked me into a motel six blocks away so I could go lie down, throw up, and use the bathroom as much as I needed to. I walked the six blocks and almost made it to the room without throwing up, but didn’t quite make it. It was HEAVEN to lie down right next to a bathroom. I had a mystery novel that I read when I didn’t feel like I was about to die.

Abe took care of the kids for HOURS on end this day. He entertained them in a small little park across from the ferry parking lot. I don’t know how he did it, but he did it with a kind, upbeat attitude and a smile on his face.

After an hour, Abe found out they were actually scheduling a special ferry just for all of the people who had waited all day. So after a couple hours of recovery, I walked back to the car before we boarded the at 10:30pm. Everyone stayed in the car and slept the entire ferry ride over, and we didn’t make it to my friend Julie’s house in Puyallup until 3am. Julie as an ANGEL and was so sweet and welcoming when we pulled into her drive at that obscene hour.

On Thursday night I slept with Clarissa because it was too cold to let her sleep in the little Kidco tent we brought with us on the trip. She started the night by hugging the hot water bottle like a stuffie but then ended up with her feet on my belly and spent the rest of the night grunting and pushing against my belly so that she could poop. She pooped twice in the course of several hours.  I didn’t sleep much that night, but I adored sleeping with my baby. Her movements and sounds (if not the, um, smells) were so adorable.

In the morning we ate breakfast at the mess tent with the babies while the girls played and colored happily together. After breakfast, we piled in the car and headed over to the Pelindaba Lavender Farm. Both of our phones were about to die, which is HORRIBLE because the lavender farm was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. But we did get some pictures before our phones died:

Ever since I visited the south of France as a child and smelled all of the lavender soaps and sachets there, I have associated the smell of lavender with sunshine, summer vacation, and France. Even with those amazing connotations, I can’t say I’ve always loved its spicy, assertive fragrance. It’s only recently that I have really started to fall in love with its scent, and visiting the lavender farm was a total turning point. Being there with my family, watching my kids run through the lavender, and reading its history (it was the culinary equivalent of rosemary until relatively recently!), I am smitten.

After the lavender farm, we visited Lime Kiln State park to look for whales. We didn’t see any there, although the girls had fun tidepooling and Ammon made a friend on top of the cliff. We didn’t let him climb down it to the tidepools, so he sat next to a grandma watching her granddaughter clamber around the tidepools below, struck up a conversation–as he does with literally EVERYONE–and became fast friends.

Afterward on our drive to Friday Harbor, we saw orcas playing in the ocean! We pulled over and sat next to a friendly Dutch family and watched them play. I didn’t get any pictures of the whales but I got a picture of where we saw them:

As we drove around the island, we saw a lot of beautiful, creamy shrubbery on the sides of the road. I snapped some pictures as we drove by just because this creamy, rusty plant was so ubiquitous on San Juan Island.

Then we drove to Friday Harbor and had the most delicious shellfish and clam chowder for lunch. Afterward we had ice cream. When Mary presented Clarissa with a purple cone of ice cream, she was dumbfounded. Then she spread out her arms, stomped her right foot, and grabbed the cone in delight. Come to think of it, this is her first real ice cream cone. (She’s had plenty of soft serve Dairy Queen and plenty of ice cream in bowls, but this was her first time having real ice cream in a cone.) I think she liked it:

Ammon also liked his:

And then he fell asleep from all of the activity.

We went to the whale museum while he napped. Abe and I took turns with him in the car. While I was in the museum, Lydia and I met the loveliest teenage girl who was teaching kids about whale bones. She was absolutely DARLING. So engaged with the kids and so fun to talk to. I love meeting wonderful youth. They give me hope for the future.

After that we went back to the campsite. Abe dropped me off in the tent for a GLORIOUS nap while he drove back to Friday Harbor for more of the whale museum and picked up some pizza. At some point he also played games with the kids:

We finished the day with pizza and s’mores.

After all of this I gave the three kids a shower in the camp bathroom. My foot was really hurting and I get stressed in those small camp showers trying to keep clean clothes dry and off the ground. Also, I had to physically put my hand in front of a sensor for water to come out of the shower, and so I was shampooing all of my kids with the other hand. And Mary didn’t want to shower. So, I was a bit snappy with my kids and since it was rush hour in the camp bathroom, everyone could hear me. I was so tired I was beyond caring…until it came time to brush everyone’s teeth and Ammon’s gums started bleeding from the boo-boo that happened on the first night of the trip. At that point, he announced to the whole bathroom crowd that the reason his boo-boo was bleeding was because I yelled at him, he bled, and he was sad.

I about died. So many women threw me dirty looks, although one was really nice and told him that his mom loved him very much. It was a little disquieting though because then she told me repeatedly that I had really good kids. I was dying of shame by that point. I must have come across as this really abusive, terrible mom for everyone to think not only did I not appreciate my kids, but I might also abuse them! I did not go back to the bathroom for the rest of our time on San Juan island. It was painful, but not as painful as being that embarrassed.

Maybe some day I will lose the capacity for feeling shame. I thought I was beyond it when I was trying to get my kids clean in the shower. But just minutes later I realized, nope. I can still feel embarrassed. I don’t know if it’s just me, but it seems motherhood gives ample opportunities for me to venture beyond the realm of humility into just downright shame.

After that, I was ready for bed. Lydia and Ammon snuggled, Abe and Mary snuggled, and Clarissa and I snuggled. Clarissa slept much better this night, which was sooooo wonderful and felt like an answer to prayer.