Last weekend Stephen's parents Nancy and Steve were here. They were a blessed distraction from the woes noted in the last post. Friday we went to a pumpkin patch.
Goats and ponies were fed
wheel barrows were ridden in
Pumpkins were selected carefully
industrial sized tubes were slid down
tractors were admired, a good time had by allSaturday we took an Argosy Cruise boat to Blake Island, a state park that is basically an uninhabited island, you can only reach it by boat. Argosy takes you to Tillicum Village, a recreation of a Native American lodge where they serve you a salmon baked over a fire and do a presentation of native dances complete with legends. SO FUN, GREAT FOOD, HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
As usual, grandpa was never far from her sight
We got to see a cargo ship being loaded up close
Pulling up to Tillicum Village
a glance of the dance presentationSunday was the Primary Program, the first that Odessa has participated in. She had 2 lines for 2 different parts of the program that grandma helped her memorize. When she was prompted to give her first line, she immediately streamed into her second although she was supposed to give it much later. Too funny. The chorister was exactly blocking Odessa, so I moved pews so I could see her. She pretty much just put her arms down on the railing around the stand and put her head down during the songs. Oh well. You can't expect too much of 3 and 4 yr olds. We had a great time, thanks for coming Grandma and Grandpa Hunt!
1 comment:
You're right. Your pumpkin patch looks a little more "authentic" than ours was. But that's ok, Raine didn't know the difference and there wasn't any dirt for her get into!
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