It's been rainy and dreary around these parts lately. Spring is the rainiest time of the year, but this year it's been so relentless with the rainy and dreariness that even I, who LOVES rain and cloudy skies, have had enough of it. We've done our best to make do:
On nice days we spent every single second outdoors:
But The Dillier Family is ready for Summer!
So this weekend, after checking the weather forecast, we headed out to the coast.
Sadly, despite the forecast calling for sun, it was overcast, but we didn't mind, the tide was low and there were lots of tide pool creatures to check out.
While poking around Max managed to fall into a deep tide pool. He didn't make a sound no splashing, no screaming... just slipped in, which is what is really scary. We were all together, the kids not more than 5 feet behind us, John and I turned away from them for not more than 30 seconds to look at a rock and Alex says "Uh, Max is in the water." John and I turn around and Max is in the water up to his ears, bobbing around in the tidepool with a look of pure terror on his face. John scooped him out and I whisked him back to the car for a cuddle and some dry clothes.
I still can't believe he made no noise. He could have easily drowned and not made a sound! We didn't hear him fall in, he didn't say anything, there wasn't any splashing, he was RIGHT behind us, the boys NEVER wander around the tidepools unattended, yet still, Max fell in. Thankfully (Thanks to Alex for speaking up right away!) he was scooped out, dried and warmed up quickly and is none the worse for his adventure, but I am definately going to keep an even closer eye on that slipperly little dude!
Our daytrip to the coast didn't last long, after we ate our picnic lunch, the boys and I went looking for shells and it started getting really misty, then it started getting rainy, so we packed up camp and left for Tillamook for cheese and icecream.
The factory was running and we watched them package cheese for a while, then went down to the samples. I was giving Max samples, when suddenly he starting making a gagging noise and was choking on a piece of cheese! Kid had some sort of deathwish on Saturday! He was easily able to hack in out though, but it came out along with a spray of vomit covering him, me and the floor. Once I got everything cleaned up he asked "Can I have some ice cream now?"
After we all ate our ice cream cones with no choking, vomiting, or any other unpleasant experiences, we headed home. We had a good time despite the mishaps though. A nice day together, learned a few valuable lessons, and enjoyed the amazing Oregon scenery. To cap the day off we gave the boys their summer buzzcuts, something I'd been wanting to do to Alex's mop for months now.
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