Monday, July 20, 2015

Ecumenical bedtime

Boookie, Ela and Eejee all have their bedtime routines and the things that have to be just so, every time.

Seimi is more broad-minded, as long as he has Doggy Lee. Tonight the Mayor tucked him in bed with a Star Wars spaceship, a penguin, and a plastic fish from a bathtub fishing set.

Boookie's Ninth Birthday Hike

Boookie turned nine last summer and this last weekend, finally got his long-delayed birthday hike with the Mayor.  They hiked in to Pete Lake, north of Cle Elum in the Cascades and camped overnight, then did some day hiking before heading back out. 
Boookie hiked 8 miles with a backpack, which was a big accomplishment for his first time out with a pack.  He had the coolest gear in the whole wilderness area, with a pocket knife on his belt and a new assault backpack complete with Navy knife from Apu, compound bow, and an attack meerkat.
Boookie trying out his bow for the first time.  He's always been fairly noncommittal on whether he's right- or left-handed, and when the Mayor was looking at pictures he realized Boookie switched which hand he was shooting with, depending on the angles and his mood.  He appears to have been well named, a member of the Benjamite special forces who were left-handed; every one could sling a stone at a hair and not miss (Judges 10:16).
Boookie stalking his first deer.  The Mayor was overjoyed to get to talk him through distances, angles, obstructions, wind, and finally the ethics of why we won't ever take this shot.
Boookie showing Cutie Kittie around up at the headwaters of the Cooper River.
Our campsite at Pete Lake.  It was really this amazing.  A family of beavers greeted us when we arrived and as we packed up, an F/A-18 came screaming through the valley.  Everything was to say "Happy Birthday" to a very special son.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Owies

Seimi was taking a bath when the Mayor complimented him on not scratching his mosquito bites.
M: Great job not scratching your bad owies (S's term for owies that get, shall we say, "Interesting" due to too much scratching)
S: (excitedly) No, see?! It's not called a bad owie; it's a God bandaid!

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Minecraft

The hobbitlings love playing Minecraft.  The Mayor, despite his love of LEGOs, still doesn't get the pixelly attraction of the game; after all, wasn't the whole point of computer advancement to get away from the pixelly look?  Anyhow, the sharing of Minecraft worlds has led to some interesting and hilarious conversations.  Two that were overheard today:
 
S: Daddy, look!  I shot all the animals in this world with my bow!
E: Oh no, Seimi!  That was my farm world!  Seimi, I wanted those animals!
[30 minutes later, after Seimi attempted to repair the damage, then gave the world back to Ela]
D: Ela, why are you going around killing all the animals?
E: [sigh] Seimi tried to help me by putting animals back in my world, but he didn't put any in the pastures, so now I have to go get rid of all the cows that are filling my library and dining room and formal garden areas and put them back inside the gates.
 
The Mayor later asked Ela why she was going around adding a whole bunch of water to a world.
E: Seimi lit a whole bunch of his world on fire and now he needs my help to make sure everything doesn't burn up.
S: [grinning] I like catching things on fire!

Monday, July 13, 2015

Mini Golf

Eejee enjoying a round of very mini golf.

Breakfast Mugs

Breakfast mugs as the three older hobbitlings enjoy a Saturday breakfast while the Hobbit Wife and Eejee were away.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Farm Fun!

 
On Sunday, we got a chance to go down to Grammy and Grampz's farm for a family get-together.  It was our first time actually going out to the Puyallup River to play and we had fun!  Our only regret was that we hadn't thought ahead to bring swimsuits and shoes for walking in the river.
Uncle Matty dumping his solid attempt at an overhead log squat.
 
Seimi weeping, Oh, no!  Our feet are dirty and now we'll never be able to walk back to Farmville!
What do you know?  We WERE able to walk back to Farmville, where Grampz grilled up some amazing sausages from Uniontown.  Until you've tasted Uniontown sausage, you can't understand why these sausages are special.  Over dinner, the newer family members were introduced to the classic Bailey story, The Time Mama Announced There Would Be No More Sausage That Year.
And a bonus picture of Eejee, the Baby Hulk.  He was wearing his Hulk jammies just moments before this picture, then discovered that his jammies were not secured with snaps.