Monday, August 18, 2014


Another of our favorite summer activities was riding BMX bikes. Technically, it was probably just regular bike riding, but Sojo's cousin recently started racing BMX bikes, so he always brought his with him when he visited. And, let's be honest, it sounds cooler to say BMX riding. The area by the docks was perfect for weaving in and out of the poles, and we even headed to the local skate park to give that a whirl. It was a tad freaky with all the big kids doing tricks when the little ones were there, but they held their own and already have plans to do it more next summer.

This summer solidified for us that we want to one day live somewhere and look out at the sea every single day. We just couldn't get enough of collecting rocks and driftwood and simply taking it all in. And walking on the beach with this sweet girl holding my hand was icing on my summer cake. 

Saturday, August 16, 2014

The Summer of the Bunker

Our area of the peninsula is dotted with forts from World War I, and the bunkers look out onto the ocean. The cousins and Sojo were nuts over exploring these, and they loved scrambling all around them and running amok through echoey rooms and tunnels. Our favorite of them all was right in our town, so a beach run was usually included.

Then, they got the idea to take photos of each of them squeezed into these. Super cute and perfect for photos.

Then, my brother, who is downright hilarious and 6 foot 3 inches tall, got into the fun. Sojo is their Chinese guard lion, because everyone needs a guard lion whilst at the bunkers.

Just to make it even more challenging, he then folded his body up to get totally into the hole. At this point, we were falling over laughing. The knucklehead was so jammed in there that we had to pull on his legs to get him out. 

We have a few more bunkers to explore next summer. Can't wait.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

A Window Into Summer

Sojo was playing by herself this afternoon, and I stopped for a moment to soak up all the clutter and goodness in our living space. From the sunflowers gifted by my niece to the sunlight coming in on my favorite yellow pillows to the brand new painting Sojo made for above our newly painted wall and fireplace, it felt soulful and wholesome and summery.

This is the time of our vacation when the end is imminent, and I wonder why we are not living here in this house I love with family nearby. I'll be fine once we get settled back in Saudi, but there is always a big dose of heartache leaving each year. 

A better closeup of the painting and the fireplace, which I adore!! Sojo let me help her with the orange part. It's called Chicken Pox Sky. 

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Daily Beach Trips

Our spectacular town of Port Townsend is a little thumb of land surrounded by freezing cold, but very pretty, water. We head to the beach at least once a day, and this summer, we have been branching out a bit rather than only hitting our favorites (mine is the beach right next to the best coffee shop in the world). Our new favorite is North Beach, which we have been to before, but not at low tide where it becomes this expansive beauty filled with tidepools.

I discovered the low tide surprise when I went for a walk the other morning. North Beach was my destination, and as I walked on the beach, I spotted this brilliant orange starfish in the distance. I carried it ever-so-gently in my hand for the two miles home, and it now sits beautifully on our mantle as a reminder of how much I love this place. I swear I walk over to look at it at least ten times a day.

I grabbed the whole family the next morning to show them what I discovered, and we all had a blast tidepooling. Dale spotted two huge otters munching away on something out on a rock, and it was amazing to see them so close. Sojo and her cousin were fascinated with the marine life and the perfect sand for building.

I'm amazed at the perfect juxtaposition of our life right now--the barren desert for most of the year and this peninsula teeming with life at every turn. Both move me in different ways. 

My favorite find of the morning were these tracks in the sand made by the water. They looked like perfect little spindly trees. Add a heart rock with algae, and it's perfect. 

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Soaking it Up

Our summer is consisting of cousins, brothers, walking and so much ice cream. Two trips to the ice cream store today--such summertime permissive parents we are.

We headed down to a lake near my niece's house the other day for a birthday party. While we thought it would be way too chilly for a swim, Sojo dove right in and declared it a warm lake. The cousins had a ball jumping off the raft and swimming around. She only told me later she was freaked out by the animals she thought might be in the lake.

Just watching her brought me back to my own childhood, one filled with squishy mud at the bottom of ponds and summertime lake swims. 

Sunday, July 13, 2014


We love our summer stopover to break up the trip home, and this year we chose London. It was Dale's choice as he loves Shakespeare and the theater more than anyone I know. Somehow we were not quite thinking that London has a million things to offer, and we scheduled a mere 3 days in the city. With sunny weather and a great location on the South Bank, we took advantage of the time we had.

Our biggie was a 45 minute train ride into the English countryside to visit Roald Dahl's museum and hometown of Great Missenden. It was so nice to get a glimpse of something other than slightly chaotic London, and the charm of the village was quintessentially English. We wandered around the town afterwards and even read a Roald Dahl book during lunch.

We spent the rest of the time meeting up with friends and former students in the area of our hotel, which was right near the Thames and the London Eye. 

We only scratched the surface of all London has to offer, and I"m not sure vanilla ice cream counts as a cultural activity. I have a feeling this city will be on the summer stopover tour another year. Poor Dale never even got to the Globe theater! We must go back!

Saturday, July 05, 2014

Laughing At Ourselves

Dale and I are big on not taking ourselves too seriously. We are pretty great at keeping each other in check in life, and we laugh at ourselves quite a bit. We also tease each other like crazy, but we both feel it's the secret to our bliss.

This must be rubbing off on Sojo because she has entered this hilarious, glorious stage of deep, deep belly laughs. Mostly about herself and her mistakes, or us and our mistakes (oh, she just loves when we make mistakes!).  There is such happiness and relief on our part to see this change because we went through a very long stage of her being really hard on herself and being super embarrassed if she made even the tiniest mistake. Even if she fell down and we asked her if she was ok, she would freak out on us. These parent feet were tiptoeing on eggshells for a good while, but no longer...

Case in point is the other day, I walked into her room while she and her friend were hanging out. They told me they were both writing in their diaries. Cool enough. Then, she decided to read it to me. It went a little something like this:

"Dear Diary....wait--that's not right. I wrote Dear DAIRY instead of Dear Diary"

Insert kid giggles for funny spelling mistakes. Then I added,

"Dear Dairy, I love yogurt and cheese soooo much. They are the best. So is butter. I love all dairy."

Insert hilarious, literally knee-slapping belly laughs.

Now, all we have to say to each other is...."Dear Dairy" and we laugh like mad. Even when we went to the store for food the other day, I said to her, "Please be careful here because I know how much you love dairy. I don't want to catch you hugging and kissing random dairy products."

So, of course, we had no choice but to do just that.

Here's to living proof of my parenting (and teaching) motto: Love 'em through it.