Just in time for another glorious weekend, I am popping in to tell you all about last weekend! It was full of celebration and fun, and I felt like I needed one more day when Monday morning rolled around, just to come down from it all.
Saturday was our 6th wedding anniversary – I love the feeling of waking up on holidays just knowing there is a little bit more magic in the air. It was a perfect sunny day in Seattle, and we decided to mix up our usual spots and head out to West Seattle to go to Alki Beach.
The kids immediately dug in (literally) and Casey and I sat back on a big piece of driftwood and sipped our coffees and it was wonderful.
Last summer I’d take the boys to the beach and everything about it was just so, so hard. Cullen was 2.5 and still wanted (and often needed) my help with everything. And Graham was like 7 or 8 months old and didn’t want to be held, but also didn’t want to be sandy (unless he was eating it), so I spent most of our beach days bouncing around with him strapped to my back or chest, while also trying to keep a two year old from diving headfirst into the Puget Sound. I did it because I was stubborn and because in the summer you GO TO THE BEACH, but it was really tough.
This one time, I took the boys to Carkeek Park beach and I was beyond overwhelmed and there was this mom there who had two boys who both seemed about a year older than each of mine. And the mom was stretched out on a blanket enjoying the sunshine and the mountains while her boys dug around and zoomed trucks in the sand, and she sent me a few sympathetic smiles as I chased Cullen and tried to block every square inch of Graham’s body from the sun.
I promised myself that mom would be me next year. I had to put in the work to get through the thing that is summer with a baby and a two year old, and if we could all survive it we were due for the best summer ever next year.
And you know what? It’s totally going to be the best summer ever.
These days Cullen completely entertains himself most of the time. And when he doesn’t, all he wants to do is play catch (which is actually really fun to do). He is also scared of the water – which I hope he grows out of eventually – but for now definitely makes beach trips pretty low stress.
And now Graham is the fearless one who charges straight into the freezing water, will throw rocks for hours on end, and comes home with a ten pound diaper full of sand. He’s still eating sand, but you can’t have it all, right?
It was the perfect morning and a great chance for me and Casey to relax and enjoy this amazing little family we’ve created over our six married years together (and 10 total!).
For our “official” anniversary celebration, we decided to scrap the fancy dinner evening plans and trade them in for a daytime date. There are so many amazing outdoor opportunities in the Northwest, and many of them are challenging to do with kids of such young ages. All I wanted to celebrate our day was to spend some time alone together and enjoy a gorgeous day. So we got a babysitter and headed into the mountains for an afternoon hike!
In the interest of time (we said we’d be gone about five hours) we decided to spend less time driving and more time hiking, so we picked a spot pretty close to the city – Tiger Mountain right outside of Issaquah.
I did a bunch of research online ahead of time, and finally opted to hike to Poo Poo Point (which loses 5 points for a ridiculous name). The guide said it was about 8 miles roundtrip, but most of the hiking reports claimed it was closer to ten. It definitely felt like ten!
It was straight up, up, UP and I was really starting to fade when we finally reached a sign pointing us just another half mile to the overlook. And then finally we reached it and I forgot my aching legs and shortness of breath when we stepped out and saw the incredible view in the distance.
The entire reason I chose this particular hike that was that I read it was a popular spot for paragliders to take off on nice, sunny days. I crossed my fingers and hoped we would see them, and it seriously took my breath away when we did.
We sat on this giant grassy green space and looked out at Lake Sammamish and toward the Cascades as paragliders just sailed out into the sky all around us.
It was so perfect and so beautiful, and most importantly just so special and wonderful to have that time with Casey. We couldn’t have asked for a better day!
We came home after an awesome afternoon of hiking and tucked the kids into bed, before retiring to the backyard patio for a delicious dinner of cheese, crackers, dips, olives, bread, and more. Oh, and giant slices of cake from a local bakery. We had definitely earned them!
The next day was Mother’s Day and I woke up to lots of smiles and hugs and sweet words, followed by amaaaaaaaazing homemade (by Casey) vegan biscuits and gravy. Seriously delicious.
Gorgeous flowers for mom!
We spent the morning doing exactly what I asked if we could do – getting plants for this year’s garden! We went to Swanson’s and picked out all the veggies and herbs for our backyard, as well as some pretty flowers for pots out front.
I am so excited to garden this year, and I hope we have as much success as we did with last year’s first garden. I’ll definitely post all about it again as the plant and grow.
I spent the afternoon outside eating yummy food, pulling weeds, and prepping the garden.
And listening to Pandora on our new bluetooth speaker <— obsessed!!
My Mother’s Day gift from Casey was probably not very traditional, but was completely perfect for me. This is our beloved patio that has finally all come together just in time for summer. We sit out here almost every night under the lights and talk and listen to music, but I’m usually wrapped up in blankets. Casey surprised me with this amazing propane heater that means we can sit out there for much longer this year – happiness!
The hooks and hanging baskets and twinkle lights were actually part of my birthday present this year too. This area of our home makes me so happy every time I look out there. It has changed so much in just two short years!
Dinner was prepared salads from PCC because I didn’t feel like cooking.
I sure do love those wild goofballs that have made me a mom, and I can’t imagine myself doing anything else.
A happy (belated) Mother’s Day to all my fellow mamas out there, and a very happy to weekend to you all!