I woke Monday morning and was in a bit of a fog. Partly from
maybe a little too much bubbly, but mostly from just an overwhelming sense of
happiness. I could hear the grandkids eating breakfast in the kitchen and knew
my brother and sister-in-law were sleeping in the guest room. Just a very happy
It wasn't a dream. Lisa and Lenny had thrown us a fantabulous party last night!
I thought we had a plan for Monday, but this was before I knew my brother and
sister-in-law would be here. No matter what everyone else wanted to do, I had
promised Leo I would take him to a playground, so I did.
Leo is into the "say cheeeeeese" phase during photos these days.
Later, everyone met-up at a local
McMenamin's pub for
lunch. Lisa, Steve and Kris really miss McMenamin's when they are away from
Oregon and we bring them for a meal every time they visit.
After lunch, Steve and Kris headed to the airport to fly back to Denver,
Lenny went back to our house to work and Dave, Lisa and I took the kids to
the Pumpkin Patch at
Farms (a huge apple grower west of Portland). The patch isn't fully up
and running quite yet, but to our Los Angeles family, a trip to Oregon
Heritage Farms is a delight. They have a few sheep and goats, pumpkins, a
rope maze, hay, dirt, a zillion apples, a bounce-house, gift shop, and
fresh-pressed apple cider. (On the weekends, there are many more
Dave asked Leo to help find three pumpkins for our front porch. The quest was
Lisa and Lucy in front of the rope maze
Leo searching for the perfect pumpkin
After the trio were chosen, Leo spent some time in the
apple-shaped bounce house and his sister posed in an old wooden wheelbarrow.
Yes. Lucy really is this cute and, yes, she is always smiling.
Back at Taylor Manor, the pumpkins were attractively arranged (by DT and Leo) on
the front porch. Just as Leo was posing for a photo, he noticed a bird house in
a nearby tree. So exciting!
It is great to see a City Boy in the country.
What do you do on the last night at Bubbe's after your little sister has gone to
bed? Make S'mores, obviously. Several weeks ago, Leo asked if we could "have a
fire" (how does he remember this stuff?) when he came to visit in September, and
I said yes. S'mores were a given.
Never mind that it was 80 degrees today. Never mind that DT
just lit the gas lighter and put one puny log on the grate. Never mind we
had to fashion a wire hanger as a marshmallow stick. Leo was camping. He was
Until my next update, I remain, your "anybody need a bag of
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