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Mini Adventures

As the "Real life" post before kind of explained, we haven't been up to a lot. We have been busy with our jobs and daily routines. However, we did make an escape in February and went on a few small adventures that included some Geocaching and exploring the lovely Peninsula we live on. Oh, and bummed around the house, too.


When we bummed around the house, Maddy pretended to be a super hero, which included jumping on the bed.








And we adventured to find Geocaches at one of our favorite places to ride our bikes. 

Ms. Sass



The look right before he laid down in the puddle, after Brad and I both said, "Don't even think about it."





Our treasures sometimes include cool forest critters, like this orange-belly newt. 




 Other adventures were our annual field trip to Olympia, the State Capitol, with our 8th graders.

Pages on a break
Our tour guide




We took a trip to the Northwest Trek and stayed the night at Great Wolf Lodge. It was  blast, even though it was snowy and cold. 

I think we could have sat and watched the river otters for hours. They were so fun. 






Beautiful alpha wolf. 


Moose!




Tram ride. 

I was a happy camper. 




 Snowflakes...







Drying clothes






Bunk bed at Great Wolf Lodge
I'm surprised Floki tolerates the boy. 


Climbing the jungle gym at Salt Creek. 


Mr. Blue Eyes


He has honorarily called every truck, car, toy a Choo Choo. 


Watching Papa outside on the lawn mower. 



Days getting longer, means more time outside.

And in the hammock. 

And at the beach. 

Writing on the beach. 

Pretending to be a pirate. 

Checking out the neighbors farm animals. 

Hanging on the fence. 


Showing Pup-Pup what is outside. 

"Mom, you're the best mom." It says. 





Baby shrimp, most likely. 

Jax I love you, this one says. 

The silent temper tantrum=just kicking  his feet. 

Hammock time!


I spy...

Long eyelashes, being my muse. 




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