ferry to vashon.

One of the things on our summer to do list was to take the boys on a ferry. 

This past weekend we were graced with the sun and able to check this one off of our list. 

We took the ferry to Vashon Island and had a picnic in the park. 

It's very hippy-country on Vashon. 

Geno was the only dad at the park not in a tie-dye shirt. 

And all of the dads had longer hair than me. 

Still, despite our city differences, 

Vashon is peaceful and beautiful and the perfect place to spend a summer day.

Watching the boats at the ferry dock.

We watched our ferry boat cross over from the other side.

The serene view interrupted every few seconds with

"why is our boat going so slow?"

"is it ever going to get here?"

"how many more minutes?"

"15 minutes? 11 minutes?"

We were all very happy when it finally arrived and we could board ( but Noah most of all).

Lovely Mt Rainier to my right.

Such a beautiful place where we live.

A quick stop at the only grocery store on the island and we had ourselves a picnic.

And a Park.

Fingers crossed for more sunny weekends ahead. 

A few more adventures we are anxious to cross off our summer list.

weekend { the lake }

With promises of the sun lasting the entire day, we packed up the van with shovels and buckets and drove out to the lake. But when we arrived we saw that sun does not mean summer and our sand at the cabin was covered high in murky seaweed water. So much for sandcastles and wading our toes.

Max was brave. He was promised wading his toes and so wading he did.

We spent some time sitting on the dock. It was quiet. And peaceful. No boats, just calm water. And two sweet brothers skipping rocks.

But since they still wanted sandcastles we packed up our toys and headed home.

Luckily we have sand there too.

Barbecue cheeseburgers and sweet potato fries. Dinners in the backyard, the best.

After the dinner dishes were cleared Noah turned the table into his own grand prix raceway.

And anything that big brother does, little is sure to follow.

Determined to do whatever his big brother can do. Tiptoes required.

During lap 5 of the grand prix Noah took the corner too fast and his passenger, Boba Fett, went flying from the truck. Poor Noah. He went to save him and hit his head pretty fierce on the table.

Superhero ice pack to the rescue.

And a handful of m & m's. That he shared with Boba Fett.

Tomorrow morning brings a little friend's birthday party complete with a bouncy house. And a family wedding reception in the evening. Looking forward to a fun, full day. But my favorite will be this quiet one.

Weekend.

Our weekend {a little sunshine & a lot of happiness}

Time spent out front playing.

 A simple day of sidewalk chalk and playing in the grass {pants optional}

chasing shadows

and dancing in the driveway.

There was a trip to the park {cheers from the boys}

where we worked on our sprints, kicks, and grandslams.

{like little ducklings following along}

there were bubbles {a favorite dollar bin delight} 

where 10 percent bubble solution is blown and 90 percent is tipped into the grass.

and the only must for the weekend was there were easter eggs to be colored 

{the icing on the cake of the weekend}

one more must for the weekend. loving on the littlest {but that one's a given}.