Another soccer season has come to an end. It seems like I say that all year long but our family is involved in various seasons of soccer or tennis or chess or wrestling but mostly soccer. We decided to have Lona involved in middle school soccer. This way she would get to know some girls from the school before she attend there next fall. It also helped to keep her skills up before tryouts. I think that she developed a lot over the course of a year playing with a team of like minded players. Players that wanted to be there for the competition and the social aspect and who were respectful, being willing to listen and learn. School soccer was social hour. I think what I enjoyed most was watching her when she would play against her former teammates. I loved watching them talk to each other before the game and laugh with each other during the game trying to compete with each other. I love the bantering and good nature d teasing. I loved watching the girls bounce toward each other with smiles and recognition, laughing and giving each other hugs. School soccer well I see that as social hour. A time to hang out with kids from the same school and maybe see a teacher in a different setting. I see school soccer as a time for her to play with and encourage kids from all skill levels instead of being with girls on the same plane with variations. School soccer has taught her that being on a team with three good players isn't going to win the game. These players can work their buts off but if everyone else has given up at half time they are going to lose even if they were ahead at half!
He's a tinkerer. He keeps a junk box or two or three in the closet of his bedroom. Recently he pulled out his dad's small screw driver set and his own screw driver set and tore apart this broken digital camera. He looked, analyzed and mentally cataloged each piece trying to determine what it's function was. In order to truly have the knack though I think he would have needed to put it all back together and made it work. All kidding aside, he really does have a bent towards how things work and his mind just intuitively picks up on how it all goes together. One day John was in the car driving back from who knows where with Job and he asked how kinetic energy worked with heat transfer of molecules. John said that he talked for almost two hours about it and Job just drank it all in.
When I grew up we played board games or card games. I came to hate Monopoly. Something about that game is so darn frustrating. We occasionally play board games such as Sequence or Settlers of Catan. We play Rummy, Golf or Cribbage. We are trying to teach them to play Pinochle but lately the game of choice isn't around a table. It centers on the TV. I have to say that listening to them smack talk, scream, cheer, groan and encourage each other is hilarious. Some of them will be groaning and others will be cheering but they are all laughing. I love it. This Xbox thing can bring families together and I guess like all things game night has changed to gaming night.
A fleeting moment, passing swifter each day. The bridge between girlhood and womanhood quickly drawing smaller. The time of innocence and naivety that is reflected in her face will suddenly one day begone. I will only have the photos to remind me that they even existed. In this moment I see confidence, assurance, and comfortableness in herself. I see a young girl learning about herself. I also see the fear and insecurities that I can not slay for her only support her so she can slay them herself.
About two years ago I didn't even know this park existed. I would drive past it on my way through town but really never had the occasion to go. Then Lona started piano lessons in town. At first I used the time to run errands such as going to the grocery store. Then I realized the gift I was given with her taking piano in town. I had a half hour to 45 minutes to run. I started dropping her off and running with the dog. It happened that I naturally headed toward the river so the dog could go for a swim. Being large, dark, furry, he needed time to cool off on our runs. That's how I "discovered" this dog park. Now I drive to the park just so I don't have to put him on a leash and he loves it. I bring a tennis ball and he runs. There are ducks but he really doesn't pay them any attention, he's too busy running. I am amazed at how much satisfaction I get just watching his shear joy of going for this kind of run. He gets nervous around other dogs and gives them a wide berth preferring to chase his ball instead. At one side of the park he insists on laying down in the muddiest spot and he comes out dripping brown rather than black. The other side of the river is where he gets to "wash" off that mud by retrieving his ball from the water. It's so funny when we get to river access spots. He often stops and looks at me as if to say "Can I?". If I say go ahead he barrels down the bank towards the water and lays down. If I say no then he runs along the trail to the next river access. We usually stop each time we go around the park to play in the water for 5 to 10 minutes. How can I deny a lab/retriever mix the opportunity to play like that?
The other day it was blazing hot for a spring day in the PNW so I decided to pack up our school and head to the river to work there. Lona brought her hammock, I brought the dog and we just sat by the river. We each had things to work on and it was a perfect morning. Skagit just couldn't settle down. He was constantly moving and sniffing and chasing his ball. He was like a toddler who had missed his nap, constantly whining and running. He even barked and growled for me to throw his ball. When we finally went home he slept for about 6 hours straight.
“Lona time to get up!” my mom shouted from downstairs “Were
leaving for the tulip fields in an hour!”
“Okay!” I shouted back but really I just sat up in my bed
for about 15-20 more minutes. After a couple more times of my mom telling me to get up I tried to quickly
pack my camera, gloves, and warm clothes completely forgetting to eat. I quickly rushed to the
kitchen to stuff some food in my mouth and as I was eating I overheard my brother Job asking my mom if our close
family friends the Wrights could come with us. Job called to ask and say we were leaving in 5
minutes (great time warning….) but Aunt Tara (A.K.A. Mrs. Wright) said that they couldn't because her
kids hadn't gotten up yet. As soon as we were ready to leave Aunt Tara texted back and said that they
could come but they would be at our house in 15 minutes. My mom quickly took the time to have us pick up
the house. After what seemed like 30 or 45 minutes J
the Wrights arrived. After my mom yelling at me a couple times because I was
taking forever trying to finish organizing my drawer, putting on
warm clothes, and tripping over the mess I call my room, the boys Job (14), Johnny (10), and Stephen (about
6….) and Aunt Tara jumped into the Wrights old Toyota sienna. Us Girls Danica (15), Ellie (14),
and Meh (12), and my Mom got into our Honda minivan and we drove off to Roosenguard to go find some
tulips!
After a fun car ride talking about fun summer activities we
did, my mom said “where are the tulips!?!” I looked up not knowing what to expect and we saw huge fields
full of tulip stems and dirt! “What the heck?!” I said. Forgetting all about what we were talking
about I sat there in awe of the sad fields of nothingness. “Well I guess we have to go to Tulip Town to
see some tulips” my Mom said. After telling Aunt Tara the news Ellie and I started making fun of the
name “Tulip Town” How can you not?!? It’s a hilarious name! J
After a couple minutes of driving in the direction of Tulip Town J we noticed a little yellow and red in the distance! “Tulips!” my mom said. We
quickly figured out that they were tulips at Roosenguard. We called
up Aunt Tara to ask if she was seeing the same sea of tulips that we were
seeing, she said no so we just told her to meet us in the Roosenguard
parking lot. As soon as we got there we decided to meet up by the honey-buckets. When we saw Aunt
Tara and the dorks God decided to call our brothers we headed to the booth to pay lots of money to
see lots of tulips. As soon as we passed the booth I immediately saw a big lumpy tree surrounded by
tulips, so I decided to name it lumpy. J
We decided to wander through the beautifully garnished yard of
tulips of all shapes, sizes, and colors. We saw purple ones, pink ones (that I’m not sure they were even
tulips), orange ones, red/orange/yellow ones, and whatever color you could possibly think of they
had them. After a twisty turny yard of tulips we decided to go and get something to eat. We got in line to
buy some carmel corn and we realized that is was pretty pricey so we all got into our cars and ate our
packed lunch.
When we came back we decided to go through the huge sea of
tulips. It had rows and rows and rows
and rows and rows and rows of tulips. We took some awesome
hipster, silly, and fun photos and selfies. Ellie is taking a photography class from my mom so it was
great for them to talk and for my mom to help Ellie. Danica and I were of course the gorgeous models. We
were fantastic. I tried to get the boys to model for me but they just couldn't stand still. They tried
but it didn't work out as well as I thought it would in my head. They can’t resist the urge to photo-bomb
and do silly faces that they know you hate J.
We wandered around the field for a little bit of time while the boys plotted to
have a sleepover since it was spring break. It was great to finally take a step
away from the life of crazy and just stop and smell the flowers.
After looking at the tulips we went to a little gift
shop/antique store. It was a small wooden shack/cabin. It had glass tulips, tulip lights, teacup tulips, tulip
aprons, and just about anything tulip or farmish. They had cute little typography signs and fun little teacups that
were so cute! They boys hated it. They kept saying “can we go now?” typical…..they will do anything to
get out of an antique shop J.
We weren't in it for long we decided it was time to leave. But first we
went through the biggest garden lined with huge and tulips. It was so beautiful. They had a couple
stepping stones so you could go into garden and take a really cool picture from a different perspective.
As we left we decided to have a sleepover so everyone will go into the same cars we came in and we’d head
home. The girls would come to my house I would pack and I would spend the night at the Wrights. And
the boys would go to the wrights house get packed up and then head to my house and spend the
night.
As we driving home we got a little side tracked and we went
into a HUGE garden store. They had every tree, flower, or bush you could think of. I went there once
last year after looking at tulips last year with my mom. I love it there. There’s also a big poofy black cat
there. As we were walking around I saw this kid holding the cat. Once I looked again I saw that the kid
looked vaguely familiar he was about Isaac’s age (my older brother 16) then I saw his family. *OF
COURSE!* I thought I knew I recognized him.
It was the Drury’s. Mr. Drury was Isaac’s soccer coach when he was
younger. I talked to Mrs. Drury and then Aunt Tara and Mrs. Drury clicked they just started talking
about stuff while Ellie, and I walked around in the room. All of a sudden I saw something in the corner of
my eye. “It’s a humming bird!” I said to Ellie. I left my camera in the car but she had her camera with her so
she snapped a couple really cool photos of it and then all of a sudden the boys ran up a scared the
little creature and it gracefully fluttered out at an amazing speed. “why did you guys do that!?!?!” Ellie and I
said. As we were yelling at the boys and getting mad at them we didn't notice another humming bird.
It was Ellie this time who noticed it. “oh my gosh, oh my gosh ,oh my gosh!” I said Ellie was taking a
lot of photos. I just walked away after a while and stood next to Aunt Tara for a while and I looked
back and noticed that the two humming birds were standing next to each other! “that is so cool!” I said
after Ellie took a whole bunch of photos we said bye to the Drury’s and walked around a little more. We
eventually went into…yes….another antique
shop. After we left the shop we went into a garden supply
space. My mom saw the cat and told Stephen to pick it up. He refused and said he didn't want to disturb
it so
I went over there and cuddled with it and held it. While I was holding it of course Johnny and Stephen were saying “can I hold it!?” I let Stephen and then Johnny hold it and then I broke free of his arms and walked away and started eating.
We left the garden store and started to head home. I had
such a fun day! It was a long day but it was so much fun! The Wrights are so much fun to hang out with. I
love all the fun adventures we have with the Wrights. I defiantly want to go to the tulip fields with the
Wrights again. Thanks Mom and Aunt Tara for driving us and dealing with all of our
complaints!