Park and I have been 'on tour' the last two weeks, which is a lot more dreamy and adventuresome sounding than the reality of sleeplessly living out of our suitcase with a mostly crabby, sick and teething toddler plus a mostly single mother trekking up and down i5 throughout Western Washington, and Central Oregon.
That said, I truly cannot complain about the twice-yearly opportunity we have to join my folks for a beautiful week in Bend. I'm a Washingtonian through and through, however every time I'm in Bend, I ponder how I might possibly manipulate, bribe, or train my Husky loving husband to turn a blind eye to the thousands of multicolored and oversized "O"'s proudly plastered to the windshields and bumpers of every third Subaru and Rav4 we pass along the Oregon highway. Although he would most likely be disgusted to live in the green and yellow land o' the Oregon Ducks, sports teams and car stickers aside, I do believe we'd be mightyyyy happy to call this beautiful and lovely place home. Although for now it's known as our home away from home and very favorite vacation spot, and that'll do for both the Husky loving husband and his Central Oregon loving lady.
Husband of the Year [or just plain crazy] made the 8 hour trek to spend his one day off with us.
"Heeeeeey, grandpa! My parents want me to look their direction so I'm going to continue to lock eyes with you. This Christmas card shoot is overrated, anyways."
What you can't hear or see is the really unhappy camper on dad's shoulders.
But here he is! And why didn't anyone warn me the terrible twos began at one?
Christmas Card Outtake #39
