Today is the first day of school…BOTH of my boys are at school right now for the first time ever! And my goal is to get caught up on all our summer activities here on the blog, or at least get started, school is only 3 hours. So here goes…And please disregard any typos, grammar errors, etc… I am past being a perfectionist at this point.
We made our annual trip up to “The BIG ranch up in Oregon” this year in June. It was a fun filled 2 week adventure. Our early morning flight meant breakfast and pre-flight drinks at the airport.
The first half of our flight to Seattle went pretty smoothly, the boys were well behaved and excited about our adventure. Then Dylan started getting restless and wanted to move around. So I walked up and down the aisle with him a few times. When I got him to stay where our seats were he wouldn’t sit in his seat but wanted to stand in front of it and use his seat as a desk for his toys, coloring, and etc. items I brought to keep him busy. The seat belt sign was not on so I let him stay where he was happy. Then he started saying “poopy diaper…poopy diaper” in a normal quiet voice, so I checked him and he did not have a poopy diaper, but it was wet. So we walked back to the bathrooms to change him and back to our seats. Again he wouldn’t sit down. A few minutes later he started saying “poopy diaper…poopy diaper” again in a louder voice. I tried quieting him down and checked him and he did not have a dirty diaper. But he kept saying it, getting louder and louder every time. He climbed over my legs and started off for the bathroom again. He did not have a dirty diaper, he just wanted to move around the plane and check out the bathrooms, again and again and again….After getting back to our seats yet again…a few minutes later the seat belt light came on and the pilot made the announcement that we were preparing to land. And Dylan chose that moment to start screaming “poopy diaper…poopy diaper”. I checked him and this time, he did have a dirty diaper. There was no way this kid was going to sit in his seat and wait until we landed to change his diaper. So when we were supposed to be buckled up preparing to land I was in the tiny bathroom trying to clean up my two year old while he pulled and pushed and flipped every knob, handle or switch he could get his hands on. And while we were in there, we hit some pretty good turbulence which made him stop and throw his arms around my neck to hold on for dear life. I was able to get it done and back to our seats, sitting down and buckled up in time for our landing. So if you were on a flight from San Diego to Seattle in June where a little boy was yelling “poopy diaper” for the last part of the flight, that was us and I am sorry….
In Seattle, we walked around the airport and the boys watched the planes.
And on the short flight from Seattle to Eugene, God heard my prayers and Dylan slept…so I got to breathe and relax for a bit!
Once we arrived at the ranch the boys were more than ready to run around and rediscover everything and climb over all the tractors and get out all the toys.
The first part of our time there it was overcast and cool and we had a little rain here and there. On the rainy days we did some shopping. Jacob needed some new cowboy boots and Dylan needed a belt, so we took care of that. And one morning we drove into Eugene and stopped at a fun toy and hobby shop. The boys made out with a pile of Legos, nerf swords, baseball bat and balls and other things to play with. After putting everything away in the car we walked down the street a few blocks, following directions and our noses to the best doughnut shop in town. Voodoo Doughnuts. After waiting in line for about 30 minutes, we walked out with 2 pink boxes and found a spot to sit down and enjoy some really amazing doughnuts.
We will be going back there again! We spent time working around the ranch. This year Dylan joined in on helping to scoop the horse poop. And while he did lug around the pooper scooper, he was much more fascinated with picking it up with his hands and squeezing it through his fingers first. No picture of that, just a video.
Jacob was more interested in doing bigger boy chores, like riding in the back of the cart and pushing the hay out to the cows, and helping grandpa with his tools while working on the tractors. One day, while daddy and grandpa were working in the barn the boys were playing in the stalls.
And climbing the fences.
Justin got a rocket while we were at the toy/hobby store. So one day we shot the rocket off a few times. In between doing chores/playing around the ranch.
We played in dirt piles that grandpa had delivered to fill in and the grade the corral.
Right now Dylan is in love with dogs and is more than happy to spend his time throwing a ball for Jane.
We had dinner one night at the best pizza place in Eugene, Track Town Pizza.
One day we drove up into the mountains and on our way we stopped to walk around the “office” covered bridge that was built in 1945.
We explored the park next to the bridge.
And then we kept driving up to Salt Creek Falls. It was COLD (40 degrees to be exact), and the wind and spray from the waterfall added to the chill. But it was beautiful! And we can’t wait to come back when it is a little warmer and the boys are a little bigger so we can hike down and back up.
On our way back to the ranch we stopped and ate at Brewers Union, the place we visited for the the first time last year that has some pretty amazing fish and chips. That afternoon, back at the ranch, grandpa and daddy got busy hanging the tree swing. My parents have lots of giant trees on their property, but this one is just off the side of their house and it has the perfect branch to hang the swing. And who needs a ladder when you have a tractor to get the job done!
It is safe to say the swing was definitely one of the highlights of the trip. The boys loved swinging around and we kept hearing “higher…higher!” And the adults had some fun on it too!
The sun doesn’t set until around 9:30 at night, so it made for some long action packed days, with a little bit of downtime. The boys love running around, helping grandpa with his tools, helping feed the horses and the cows and driving the cart all over the place. After getting their sleep at night, they woke up every morning ready to go back outside. There were actually a few times when we couldn’t find Dylan while we were making breakfast, and he had gone into the mud room, put his boots on (on the opposite feet) with his PJ’s and was walking down to the barn to meet grandpa. They love being at the ranch!
I think that’s enough pictures for this post and I need to get ready to go pick up the boys, will be back soon with more!