little black journal

Tuesday in Minnesota dawned sunny and warm.  Isaac hit the ground running, as per usual, begging for a game of dodgeball while we sipped our morning coffee and chai.  We made a game of standing on the porch and trying to peg him with a foam ball while he darted back and forth across the (quiet) street.

Juliette loved this game almost as much as Isaac – a rare chance to throw something full-force at her little bro!

More porch play…

And then the grownups rallied and we all hopped in the car to check out Itasca State Park.  We went for a short trail walk and then waded in the water.  THE headwaters of the Mississippi River, to be clear.  The kids were unimpressed by the geographical significance of this, but Shane was pretty pumped.

We decided to see how far the shallows went.

(The shallows went on for awhile!)

Admittedly, it got a little deeper than we expected in some places, but Isaac’s shorts were quick-dry!

The waters eventually got deeper and the mosquitos got thicker, so we bailed in search of lunch.  It was a fun little adventure, though.

We grabbed a bite at the WoodShed in La Porte and then the kids asked if they could play a quick game of tag out front before getting back in the car.  When on vacation…

These goofballs probably criss-crossed this lawn 25 times, then they made a game of rolling down the edge of the ditch as quickly as possible, laughing all the way.  I tell you, THIS IS THE STUFF.

For the record, these two very often drive each other crazy, but I haven’t got the photos to prove it.  Just believe me.  But also believe they love each other a whole whole lot:

Afternoon pool time…

And then a golf cart ride to the clubhouse for ice cream, which turned out to be a bust as the clubhouse was closed, but Isaac took it in stride.  He still got a golf cart ride out of it.

Shane kicked off Wednesday on the golf course.  Again, Isaac and I waited for him at the last hole with bated breath.

They’re back!

Juliette got in a few good swings as well.  Three cheers for cheap, casual golf.

We packed a lunch late morning and headed over to Walker City Park to spread out some blankets and maybe play in the water.  I say maybe, but Isaac’s mind was made up the moment he saw the dock.  This spot was made for jumping!

Again…

And again.  And again.

I finally wrestled Buddy out of his floaty so that we could chill and eat our sandwiches in the shade, but the quiet time was short-lived.  To the playground!

This girl, though.  She is quickly learning the art of beach towel lazing.

If you want Isaac to sit still, you have to pin him down.  Literally.

I told Isaac he could play in the shallow water and he found a spot to sit and gently splash around with his new Sonic toy.

Then sitting and splashing turned to running and splashing, and I said, when on vacation...

I’ve never seen six inches of water look this fun.  Way to bring the party, kiddo.

We went back to the camper in the afternoon and I took a solo walk.  While the day had been chock-full of highlights already, watching my boy run up the street toward me as I rounded the bend home was probably top three.  I was only gone 30 minutes, but he turned our little reunion into an all-out hug-fest.  I ate it up.

Evening golf!  Shane was in the groove!

And then evening cards on the deck.

Whatever Shane’s bluff was, Juliette wasn’t buying it.

Isaac and I took one last walk down to the lake, this time with his high-tech “moon-finder”.

Those pink cheeks!  The sign of a top-notch lake day.

I know I go on and on about reveling in the chance to go slow and follow my kids’ leads, so I’ll give it a rest and just say I’m so thankful for these few days by the water.  Thankful for dandelions…

For paper telescopes…

For pastel skies…

For screened-in porches and family members that make us feel so at home so far from home.

Until next summer, Minnesota…

 

A Minnesota Summer!  We made it happen!  Let’s go back in time a couple of months…

Shane, Isaac, I boarded our plane with even more anticipation than usual, as Juliette had traveled to Minnesota a few days earlier to spend some extra time with Shane’s mom and we were eager to see our girl.  Let’s GO!

Together again and it felt so good.

Plus, this sweet boy!  Little Brexton, Hayden’s baby, was so much bigger than when we’d seen him in March.  Juliette had spent the full day prior snuggling him to pieces and he was attached to her hip.

THE SWEETEST!

Isaac was mildly curious about the baby…

But was fully enamored with the golf cart.  That’s my boy!

Shane spent our first morning of vacation out on the golf course with Jason.  It’s been years since he swung a club, but he quickly got his groove back.

It helped that he had the very best caddy.

Isaac was obviously a bit young for golf, but we made the most of waiting at the final hole for Dad, Sister, and Uncle to appear.

The anticipation!

The rest of the day was spent bouncing from Pat’s porch to Tiff’s porch, right across the street.  It’s rare that all the Minnesota and Seattle cousins are in one place, so we made the most of just catching up.

I remember when this guy was just a little babe, even smaller than Brexton.  And now he’s taller than Shane!  Time…

One of the chillest, happiest little guys I’ve ever met.  He was so content to be passed from one lap to the next.

That said, at some point Isaac was like, “Enough with the baby already!”  Let’s go play!

We laughed a lot that day…

And we realized upon unpacking that we’d left Isaac’s goggles at home, so we made an emergency run into town for backups, knowing the pool would eventually beckon.  Isaac picked out a pair from the sporting goods store and insisted on wearing them the whole way home.

These are some of the best moments of vacation, just running errands without any rush.  Time to be goofy, to wander off-route.  To pop over to Dairy Queen for pre-dinner Blizzards.

We ate dinner on the porch, courtesy of Chef Tiff, the Hostess with the Mostess, and then Isaac and I took a walk down to the docks to get his final wiggles out before bedtime.

Hunting for hot dog plants became an evening ritual.  Like I said, it’s the simple, silly things.

Let the games begin (again)…

Monday dawned a little gray and misty, but Isaac warmed his tush by the fire and all was well.

One last photo with the littles before Hayden and fam hit the road…

The sun broke through in the late afternoon, so we threw snacks and towels in bags and boarded Tiff and Jason’s pontoon for a family cruise.  The lake was calling!

This little sand bar is one of my favorite places in all of Minnesota.  I have memories here of Shane catching frogs, Juliette and her cousins jousting on a floating raft, Denny and Pat watching it all with total delight.  This is Leech Lake…

The boat ride back was sweet, the kids sun-kissed and damp-haired, content to sit back and listen to the country tunes piping through the radio.

We showered and ate and took our sunset stroll.  You know, golden hour and all…

We played a game of tag in the grass near the docks, because, well, ISAAC.

This kid is a tornado…

But then there’s the calm after the storm.  Rest well, Bud.  There’s more playing to be done tomorrow…

Juliette’s birthday came quick on the heels of her brother’s.  Again, it was a multi-day string of celebrations before and after her official 12th, as she had an out-of-town soccer game on September 14th.  We planned her friend party for the weekend after her birthday, but declared her Birthday Eve family fun day.  Her pick on activity and food.

She suggested Family Fun Center and we were off to the races.  Literally.  Go Kart time!

We played a round of mini golf and Shane taught Isaac the fine art of putting.

Buddy got a hole in one!  I kid you not.

At least he was humble about it.

Bumper boats were declared the family favorite.  Partly because the splash of cold water felt good on a warm day, but also because my husband and children found it hilarious when my boat got stuck on spin-mode in the middle of the pool after the ride was over and every one else had parked their boats and exited the gate.  Silly old Mama…

We hit the arcade for awhile for extra kicks and Isaac lived out his dream of being a race car driver.

Lunch was also Juliette’s choice and she of course chose Din Tai Fung for soup dumplings and rice cakes.  I felt so lucky to be along for the ride, partly because the food was delicious, but also because she’s the very best company.

We spent her birthday morning up in Bellingham for a soccer game and while the score didn’t end in our team’s favor, at least Juliette was spending her day doing what she loved most.

That evening was a quiet dinner at home, rounded out with a birthday fruit tart and one extra-special gift.

Birthday girl and her mama are going to NEW YORK CITY!  (We just got back, actually, but that’s another blog post…)

Juliette’s other gift from us was a ticket to the Haim concert on the following Thursday night.  It was a gift to us all, actually, as Shane and I are also huge fans.

The show was incredible – they played all of our faves and we sang ourselves hoarse and danced ourselves silly.

God, these sisters can rock.

This definitely felt like a leveled-up kind of night, hanging with our grown-up girl at a rock concert until 11pm.  We had a blast.

Juliette’s friend party was the following weekend, but in ultimate contrast to her brother’s bounce house, she requested a fancy dinner party.

We had great fun planning the menu and setting the table.

It was a lift, pulling this all together, but Juliette helped a bunch and thanked me effusively for each little detail.  Gratitude is one of her super powers.

As the kids arrived and got settled in their seats, Isaac brought bottles of fizzy lemonade to the table.

Table games to break the ice (not that it really needed breaking…):

And then hors d’oeuvres were served.  By a handsome man in a suit, no less.

Jack asked as he was dropping off Nico if he could do anything to help and then he spent the next hour plating crostinis and making sure the spaghetti was perfectly al dente.  We were so grateful for the extra hands…

Hand-shaved parmesan, Mademoiselle?

This might have been his sixth glass of strawberry basil bubbles.  My boy knows how to party.

Oldest, dearest buds.

Juliette was lavished with lip glosses and squishmallows galore.

This  Survivor t-shirt from aforementioned oldest, dearest bud took the cake.

Or…the macarons, I mean?

It was a beautiful night for a beautiful kid.  Juliette Grace, you are in fact grace personified.  You are thoughtful and bright and kindhearted and I’m so thankful be your mom and your pal.  Happy Twelfth, Boo.  It’s going to be a grand year.

 

It’s time for an ode to Isaac, as my favorite little guy turned FOUR a few weeks ago.  Isaac, Isaac, Isaac…Smily and silly and charming as all get-out.

The kid’s got charisma.  I mean, pulling in the garbage bins on a Monday evening shirtless and shoeless, still looking this good?

And he makes us laugh an awful, awful lot.

Isaac has become and increasingly picky eater as of late, but of course, he’s always up for a treat.  Very occasionally we’ll make a run to Top Pot before school to grab a window seat and watch the cars go by while ploughing through a pair of lemon-filled powdered donuts.  Between mouthfuls, he narrates the traffic situation:  Struction worker! (any kind of work truck.)  Zoomie car!  (Tesla.)  And sometimes his very favorite vehicle, to all our chagrin, CYBER TRUCK!

Donuts are for mornings.  Scoops from Molly Moon’s are for evenings.

I recently pushed our post-dinner walk to the ice cream shop a little too close to bedtime and Buddy fell asleep in the stroller on the way home.  I moved him carefully to his bed and he slept the whole night through – it reminded me that he’s still got so much growing up to do.  Play hard, crash hard, little one.

Still so little, right?

We celebrated Isaac’s big fourth in phases, as Shane was traveling for work on August 24th.  On his Birthday Eve Eve, we did a small family celebration, with backyard decorations and presents and cake.

I work hard to make my kids feel special.  I mean, ideally year-round, but extra-much on their birthdays.

He took his usual birthday throne for gift-opening, with Juliette at his side to help with any tricky bows or taped-up boxes.

This age!  Such joy over each and every surprise.

We’re firmly in the era of Spiderman and Sonic the Hedgehog.  The four year old heart wants what it wants…

And then preparations began for the next day’s festivities with Isaac’s buddies.  This is the first year we’ve thrown him a kid-party and so we went a little big.  Bring on the bounce house!

Isaac’s Birthday Eve dawned sunny and full of excitement.  He discovered the cache of party favors as I was chopping strawberries and quickly claimed his own mask and cape.

This gave him ample time to get into character before his friends arrived.

And now, let the mayhem begin!

It was a great party.  Bouncing and donuts and so much utter delight.

Juliette and Isaac made good use of every last minute of the bounce house rental.

Pooped.

Even after bathtime that evening, our Energizer Bunny insisted on donning his costume for an evening scoot.  He had a theory that the cape would make him go extra-fast.

He was right!

Finally, finally, his energy waned.  We did our books in the gray glider and then I swung Isaac’s legs over the arm of the chair and tucked his head in the crook of my arm.  I rocked him and we talked about what a special day it had been and his eyelids grew heavy and I let him drift off in my lap.  It’s silly, I know – he’s such a big boy.  But if the lap fits…

Sunday was Isaac’s actual birthday, but we kept things relatively chill.  My parents came over and there was backyard basketball, some sprinkler running, leftover cake.  It was nice to sit back and watch our boy bring his next-level joy to even the simple things.

Happy Fourth to my favorite superhero.