We set out for Port Angeles--two aunts, two sisters, and eight crazy kids:
who wouldn't want to travel eight hours with this goober?
the ferry.
a little rain doesn't scare us.
saying hello to the beach
this is how Ava feels about the ride over.
our cozy house
Jack's favorite job is keeping the fire going.
Henry's is eating.
We woke up to sun!
Day after day!
I sat here for most of the week.
We're not too cool to wear Christmas pjs all day
and we can't always be bothered to go in for the bathroom.
The girls threw a shower for their babies.
The worked on it all week and it was really lovely.
the food
and the gifts.
the boys were sequestered here.
The weather was amazing but the water was still COLD!
Henry slept with me most nights and I woke up every (early) morning to this face:
I think I like him better here:
Jack and I took a walk every day to explore and talk.
Aunt Nette telling Jack something important.
these girls live to hand wash dishes.
Now that's the way to eat hot dogs!
Ice cream on the road home.
This week is just.so.fun.
My mom and my aunt pack bags full of crafts, and art supplies, and books. And then they spend hours and hours with the kids. On the beach, on the road, and snuggled in bed.
Paula and I read. And eat and drink.
