Road tripping and camping with a large family is nothing but hours (and hours) non-stop fun.
Are you laughing yet?
But really, I love the family togetherness and sense of adventure. This year our camping trip came the day after I got home from BlogHer ’16 (a massive blogging conference). Yep, I was home from LA less than 12 hours before we left for Oregon. The best part? I didn’t have to do any of the camping prep! The worse? Sleeping in a tent in the pouring rain is not quite the JW Marriott Hotel.
It was a shock to the system, but really? I enjoyed the tent more.
My children displayed an all-new super power on this trip. They somehow managed to fight with siblings they were sitting two full rows away from. Now that takes talent.
You know who really has talent in our family though? Apollo. He spent the entire last hour and a half asking “how long until we get there?” every. five. minutes.
I kid you not.
This is the famous Astoria-Megler Bridge. You might remember it from last year when we drove all the way from Oregon back to Washington to pee.
But this time we were driving to Oregon.
The drive or Oregon is a long one (since we live right up by the Canadian border). When we drove through Seattle (a city Apollo is intimately acquainted with) he asked:
“Is this Texas?”
“No, it’s Seattle” I answered. “See, there’s the Space Needle.”
“Oh. I thought the Space Needle was in Texas.”
No, son, your cardiothoracic surgeon is in Texas, not the Space Needle.
It rained a whole lot on our trip, something I will share about more later. But for now, enjoy this picture of the blue sky that lasted for a full thirty-seven minutes. That’s longer than a pair of jeans lasts on my boys before they have holes in the knees.
Just enjoy this view…
…because most of the time my hearty Pacific Northwest-raised children were huddled up together in damp towels.
Eating snacks to keep up their strength.
I look that this image and imagine this must very much what the crew of the Peter Iredale looked like after their ship (seen in the background) had run aground. Unfortunately, they didn’t have CLIF Kid Zbar® (made with organic ingredients) to snack on. Instead I imagine they were breaking their teeth on hardtack and sipping coffee with no cream.
Poor sailors. Or seamen. Or whatever the proper term is…imagine if they had CLIF Kid Zbar®s, fresh veggies and hummus and raw nuts (some of my kids favorite healthy snacks) to sustain them. Instead they were rescued after they sent up rockets and flares. My kids would be so jealous.
Tucker, my kid with boundless energy.
It was so great to let the kids spend the afternoon on the beach, running, jumping, digging and exploring. Just like kids were meant to do. Unstructured, active play is so important for growing kids! Did you know that 70% of moms played outside when they were kids but only 31% of their kids play outside today? Crazy. I think part of it is because we are all afraid someone will call CPS if we leave our children unsupervised for 47 seconds while we
pee pamper ourselves with “me time”.
Last year while we camped in Oregon Enoch was in Tanzania with Teen Missions. It was so much fun to have him with us this year!
I have so many pictures from our trip. How many do you want to see? 5? 10? 1,458? Sorry, I think I only took 600.
Mordecai is a sensory-seeking kid and he loves burying himself in sand.
And occasionally transforming himself into a
Ah, so many fun memories (and more photos and stories to come this week).
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