Deana and Mark

Our trip to Oregon was full of adventure, and as I recover from the horrifying drive, I figure that I should start documenting it to keep it from all blurring in my mind. The who, the where, the why, and all those little details sometimes get mixed up in my head. I blame my children for that. Just like I blame them for everything I don't like about myself, like my butt, my waistline, boobs, and obviously my ability to be a total scatterbrain. That will probably be somewhere around 894 on their list of things to hash out with their therapists in the future.

Sometime around day, well hmm...maybe three (?) of our trip we made it to Grandma Deana and Grandpa Mark's houseboat to visit.

Mark decided that my children needed to learn how to chop wood with what? Oh, an axe!!! Yep, they were learning the finer art of axe handling, and I'm not sure how the pictures turned out so well since I was busy hyperventilating while I tried to figure out the worst thing that could happen in the situation. I decided that there wasn't a piece of them that I could do without, so it was a short lesson.

Fortunately for us, their retired neighbor lady had an extensive selection of life jackets and loaned some to us so that we could go out on the river on their boat! It was so fun! The weather was perfect and the scenery breathtaking! All the kids got turns driving. The crazy axe instructor taught that lesson too. I was better with this lesson because it didn't involve probable amputation or possible death. Well, that's what I thought anyway, but Punkin is a bit accident prone, so I fretted maybe a bit.
WARNING: Boating sometimes leads to forced picture opportunities. Wait... I see Jack, but what do I not see? Did he actually forget to have one of his middle fingers sticking out somewhere in an attempt to aggravate me (and Heather, should she ever see the photo) and distract from the overall purity and wonderment of the moment? Miracles are everywhere!

Oh! Here we are! Jack in his own true, best form! So much for miracles.

"I am dead sexy baby! Rar!"