One of my favorite “Me & 3” adventures was a spontaneous trip to Port Townsend.  We all have fond memories of that day, so we planned another trip. 

It wasn’t entirely a mistake.

The kids remembered the fun candy and ice cream shop.  We decided to call it “Honeydukes” and to pretend that Port Townsend was Hogsmeade. (Mom, that was a Harry Potter reference.  Really, you’ll need to read past the first book.)  What could go wrong?

1) A tantrum before we walked off the ferry terminal. 

2) Kids who, after we spent time at the toy store and candy shop, were bored and wanted to go home, and took turns whining about it.

I took pictures that belied the experience. 

While we waited to walk on the ferry, the kids played on the beach.

They posed with the candy they all bought with their own money.

There is a distinct Main Street and Uptown (separated by several stair sets), dividing where the sailors and, er, “ladies” stayed and played and where the wives and families lived.  There’s a great fountain and little park at the base of the steps.

Piper made a special hairdo for this adventure.

Our friend, Margaret, turned 40 and to celebrate, the kids ate too much food and then found a grown up to tackle. Let’s do it again in another 40!

I have dreams about this summer—Me & 3 would be able to do all these amazing adventures that one adult and three responsible, cooperative children should be able to do.  If it all went all, I would be able to do Me & 3 in Legoland at the end of summer. 

So Me & 3 went camping for 24 hours.

And we’re not going to LegoLand. 

I don’t even want to talk about it, but here’s some pictures.

(Just a note: Here’s the first thing we saw when we pulled into our campsite.  Yep, that’s how it started.)

We did have 1.5 nice walks on the nature trail.

Wesley discovered cracker sandwiches.

Proudly.

Piper was happy…most of the time.

I don’t have a picture of Kyla, as she was in the car, starving, but refusing to leave the car to have lunch…5 feet away.  We went home not long after.

Dwayne:  Don’t ask any questions, but is there anything going during this one week in July?  I want to take you away. 

Denise: Our passports have expired.

Dwayne: Um, that’s okay.

[2 days later]

Dwayne: Okay, it’s all booked.

[5 hours later]

Dwayne: Okay, you want a clue?

Denise:  HAMILTON?!!?!?  BUT THAT’S BOOKED OUT TWO YEARS!!  AND ONLY PLAYING IN NEW YORK!!!! YOU CAN’T BUYS TICKETS!

Dwayne:  Yes, you can. In secondary markets. 

So, in case you didn’t hear, I’M GOING TO SEE HAMILTON IN NEW YORK!!!

 

Oceans rise, empires fall
We have seen each other through it all
And when push comes to shove
I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love!

All the kids invited their classes over after school on the last day, and Kyla and her girlfriends made and decorated a cake to celebrate!

It may go to show just how busy this spring was (between home school, my SPU class, and the many volunteer hats I wear), that the first day I could take the kids out of school for a day of play was the last Monday of the school year. 

We actually started at school—Wesley’s kindergarten class had their end-of-year celebration and presentation—before we headed over to Seattle to spend the day at the Center.  

We parked in a different lot this time so stumbled on to the new playground almost immediately. 

The kids’ eyes got big, and they each dropped everything and sprinted to the nearest rope.

At our school auction, I was able to purchase discounted Seattle Children’s Museum tickets for 4, so probably, for the last time before the kids are too big, we went for the afternoon.

Wesley and Kyla built a teepee fort and snuggled while Piper made herself a cat hotel and curled up.   

The fountain never disappoints…and neither did our Skip Day!