I feel like my facebook feed is just plastered with shining praise for so many “greatest, bestest, most awesomest dad EVAAAAAAAR” post today. Honestly, I can’t relate. My pop is a good dude, for reals, he’s very kind and concerned and even though he lives far from everyone he still makes an effort to visit his kids and spoil his grandkids (though he will not change a diaper). He’s also devoted his life to entertaining senior citizens and bringing to light the importance of eldercare and issues around aging that most people ignore. But it’s taken a long time, like years and years, for us to have a good relationship. In fact, there were many times where we really didn’t have a relationship at all. We don’t need to get into the knitty gritty as to why this was, but the fact is parents are human and they do totally human and selfish things that their kids don’t always support or understand or want to be a part of. Over the years, I experienced a lot of these roadblocks with my dad and vice versa. I always knew that he meant well, but his delivery totally sucked. I would literally stop and think “Who does this guy think he is?!” I think this was a mutual feeling from time to time. Emotions are hard, relationships are hard, especially with the people we’re supposed to be closest to because there is just as much room for error and hurt as there is for happiness and love. Both people need to work on things before progress can be made
We’re doing much better today. I think having the Bear has helped to bring us back together. We talk more often, and when I went through some difficult times last Christmas, Pop was not only there for me on the phone, but he even came out and visited which really helped. So today, on father’s day I’m not going to claim to have the best ever anything. You’ve been a real jerk sometimes, Pop, but you’re my dad and I love you and I’m grateful that after all this time we are still able to overcome our differences and have the strong positive relationship that we enjoy today.
It’s been a totally cursed week. It started when the Bear fell into the corner of the TV stand and needed his first visit to the ER (he’s fine now), and just snow balled from there until it seemed that every small thing was turning into a huge disaster. Thankfully, today the sun is out, the Bear is well, I took a nice long afternoon nap, and we have ribs and cake to look forward to in a few hours. It makes everything else seem less terrible.
It’s so true. 27 IS weird. I spent my 27th birthday at boot camp.
I love this idea. It would look great in a nursery.
I really love checking out the guts of vintage dresses. It’s way more attractive than it sounds.
Speaking of the insides of dresses, this is a really helpful post about linings.
I made this last weekend and it was AWESOME.
I am terrible at keeping up with music.
Finally, I wish I had thought of this. I see a whole Etsy business.
Have a great weekend.
One of my goals this year was to visit a national park. Truthfully, we have plans to visit about 6 more as we move from Washington to Washington in a few weeks (yikes!) Another goal has been to take the Bear outside. Which I guess sounds a little silly. Of course I’m gonna take my kid outside, kids love being outside, but around here when it rains or worse, there are winds at sustained 30 mph through most of the fall/winter/spring having outside time is tough. So many days the poor guy would hand me his shoes or stand by the window with his face pressed up against the glass. So you can understand that it’s important to DB and I to get him outside running around, hiking, strolling, whatever and I think now that it’s been clear we’re off to a good start.
We started off our weekend taking the ferry from Whidbey Island to Port Townsend, then we hightailed it over to the Hoh Rainforest and took a short hike through the Hall of Mosses. Then we went out to the coast and ran quickly from the tides at Ruby Beach. At night we stayed in Port Angeles where we enjoyed some great food, beer, and live music here.
Our first hike. It quickly became apparent we needed one of those backpacks for toddlers.
He was stoked about the letters
The Hoh Rainforest
I’ve got a thing for tree bark
Ruby Beach. Bear’s first view of the Pacific.
Sunday we packed up and drove up Hurricane Ridge in the hopes of seeing the Olympics up close. Of course it was way too cloudy. We could actually see them better from our house when we got back, but it was run to watch the Bear hesitantly explore the snow. We spent the rest of the day checking out the interior side of the peninsula and visiting other peaks and beaches before taking dinner and enjoying a peaceful sunset on the ferry. All in all, a great way to kick off our summer.
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A majestic view of the Olympics
What is this stuff?
Where to next?
I love foggy trees
Finally a view!
Quick! Let’s capture it!