Clown Time

On the weekend we were invited to join Portland’s clowns Olive and Dingo in the Division Street Parade. We arrived on time, were all set, then one of the bands started up right beside us in the staging area, setting Trista into a scared crying fit. There was nothing to do but back out and comfort her while the parade took off. Trista eventually did calm down and fell asleep, so we were able to rejoin the fun further down the street.

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A few days later, we hung out at a coffee shop just down the street from our house for Story Time where the clowns do their act every week. Don’t worry, they have a NEW act each time. This particular day they had a camera crew filming them. If the footage gets posted online, I will add the link!

At the end of Story Time, they always make balloons for the kids. Marin usually asks for a bow and arrow, while Elita is happy with anything, sometimes a flower, or snail, or dog… yup, content girl! Today they got something completely different. Observe….

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Monsters Under Bridges

There’s this amazing book called “Monsters Under Bridges” by Rachel Roellke Coddington, about some of the resident monsters here in the Pacific Northwest. Our favourite monster from the book is Louis, who lives on the St. Johns Bridge in northern Portland and likes to travel a lot, just like one of our awesome neighbours.

Portland is an amazing place to live, because we also have the Fremont Flixies on…. you guessed it! the Fremont Bridge!

Just a little while ago, on one of the amazingly nice days that we get sporadically here between douses of rain, we as a family went on a trip to see if we could find Louis and the Flixies. Of course, we went by bike. All the way from here in the inner SE, up to and across the St. John’s Bridge, then down the west side to cross back over on the Hawthorne, making stops along the way to play, eat, read the map, smell the roses, look at the view and discuss what our odds were to actually be able to spot the monsters. Marin was pretty sure that we would find the monsters’ homes (the bridges) and that we would find the monsters themselves.

Seth, Girls, Fountain
The fountain at a rose garden.

 

Family Fountain
A family photo!

 

Bikes Fountain
A view of our rigs. That’s Elita in her carseat in the front of Seth’s front loading roll-caged cargo bike. Marin sits in the kid seat on the back of my Big Bunny. (for Surly snobs, that’s a Big Dummy)

 

The St. John’s Bridge felt very BIG, going across on bicycles. I think it is the second largest I’ve ridden across. Surprised we forgot to take any pictures.

We didn’t see Louis, so he must have been visiting friends. Probably Ronoh, who lives in the water under the Ironworkers Memorial Bridge in Vancouver, BC. Louis does love to travel!

Having had no luck finding Louis, we continued to Portland’s down town area for dinner, then passed a ton of bridges and underpasses, looking for the Fremont Flixies and any other monsters that might have come visiting the bridges of Portland that day. Alas, we had no luck.

Family Ferris Wheel
Us! On a bridge in front of a Ferris wheel.

 

After a long day of cycling, we headed home, crossing on the Hawthorne Bridge, with eyes pealed for any sign of monsters. On our ride up SE Stark St, Marin kept telling me that we didn’t find the monsters, so we needed to go back to the bridge, to see the monster’s home and find the monster. With sweat dripping down my neck, and fire burning in my thighs, I had to tell her that finding the monsters would have to wait for another trip, at which time we might be more fortunate in finding them.

Elita Fountain

Visit from the GUYS

Earlier this month my dad and oldest brother flew into town for a visit on their way back to Canada for work. I didn’t tell Marin about their coming until the day of, as she does not yet get the concept of “in a couple days”. But, that morning I told her they were coming, and her confident reply was, “and Ret come!” (Ret is her nickname for my sister Maret, whom she absolutely adores)

Despite it just being the guys and no Maret, she was still SUPER excited to go for a truck ride to pick them up at the airport, where my brother Mitch had to wedge himself in the back between the two car-seats.

After the excitement of the truck ride, Marin still managed to make every moment of their visit exciting. I don’t think Mitch woke up in the mornings by himself. He usually was pounced on by Marin and pulled into her games before he could get a drink or breakfast. Grandpa wasn’t much better off, being another source of fun for my toddler, and a great baby tender for Elita when I needed to get stuff done. He did get breaks though! Both of them did. It was called “nap time”, and all of them participated in it.

Mitch and Marin Asleep
Reading books at the end of a long day will knock anyone out!

 

Mitch and Marin Smile
Mitch and Marin were almost inseparable.

Their “long” visit of 4 1/2 days was short, but I think we got a fair amount done. Doughnuts, bubble tea, yard work, playground, long walks for cart food, more doughnuts, short strolls for more cart food….. the list goes on. Some of it can be seen here at my mom’s blog.

 

Mitch and Marin Tongues

These guys come through every couple of weeks or months, so I’m sure you will see more of them!

Overdue Updates

I know how frustrating it can be to read someone’s blog, or follow it, looking forward to their next post, only to find that they stop posting for an indefinite amount of time. I figured I would never be that type of blog poster. But…. it has been almost a year since I last wrote. Terribly sorry!

So….. lets see…..

We became pregnant with our second child beginning of February, 2014.

I started working the register at a hardware store very end of March.

A month later we became the first renters for my brother-in-law, moving into his rental house at the end of April. I didn’t hook up the internet until September, finding that we could do all our necessary internet work while on lunch break or in a few minutes down at a coffee shop. “OMG!” you say. How could we live with less than an hour of internet a day for 5 months? Quite happily actually. We got lots of reading done, conversing, and nice quiet wind-down evenings. It was wonderful!

So, for 5 months we enjoyed sunshine, gardening, playing with Marin, going on bike adventures around town and trying not to die in the intense summer heat. As my belly got bigger, that last one became more of a focus!

Sometime at the beginning of the summer (I don’t remember exactly when) Seth switched from working for corporate Columbia Sportswear, to wild west Next Adventure. It was a wonderful move for him, relieving a lot of stress, fitting his personality a little better.  It also is on the same side of the river and only a 10 minute bike ride away!

October I quit working at the hardware store, staying home with our little 2 year old and enjoying the last month of pregnancy. I also went out for coffee and walks a lot with my Mother (who was staying with us to help out with Marin during my labour), as well as one of my brothers and one of my sisters.

On October 29th our second daughter was born. No complications. Midwives barely arrived in time, as my labour was barely 1 1/2 hours long.  Her name is Elita.

At first Marin was like most other 2 year olds who have a new sibling arrive. Indifferent or slightly hostile. But now she seems to find that having a baby around can be quite fun. Elita smiles and giggles when Marin plays with her, and gets her toys. Marin even enjoys having baths with the baby and snuggling together in bed.

Sleeping GirlsThat’s about it for the updates!

Oh, besides the fact that our wonderful room-mate that we all love and Marin especially adores, will be leaving us shortly to hike the Camino so we will now be looking for a new person to live with us. Grr…. if only we could find another person exactly like the wonderful woman with us right now!