The pull to see family I hadn't seen in years was strong though. I did some soul-searching and some creative thinking, and canceled a Thursday night obligation so I could leave Thursday morning and stay through Sunday.
I'm so glad I did! Mick had to stay and work on such short notice, but the kids and I headed up there excited as could be.
We stopped at the Roseburg Museum of History and Natural History, a museum Aubrey and I had stopped at in May on another trip north. Aubrey said we had to go back with Dane because of its cool pioneer history, as well as its wildlife displays.
Here we are at the museum, a couple hours into our 8-hour drive.
|Aubs finds a special book with a goodie inside -- which happens to be bear scat!|
|She's not touching it, but I swear she gets that inclination to push the envelope from her Dad.|
|Archaeologists headed out to dig through layers to reveal Oregon history.|
|At Spooners Market in Puyallup. He, um, asked me to take this picture...|
|Aubs in Mema's back yard with the Shasta daisies.|
|Practicing golf with Poppa's club.|
|Some of the perennials Mom and I spent 5 hours digging up.|
|Another view of it.|
|Patrick and Peggy's son Zac shows some catwalk moves he learned at modeling school.|
|My cousin Deric chats with my mom, his sweet Aunt Sharen.|
|Deric's wife April, whom I finally met!, points somewhere while Dani and her birth-daughter Rachel look on and Patrick gropes Peggy.|
|Me with my sweet Peggy.|
|My cousin Patrick with our adorable Aunt Debbie.|
|Peg joins the kids with a kartwheel.|
|Then she tries a bridge.|
|I surprise myself, able to do it!|
|Aubsie does a back walkover easily.|
|My Peggy and my Dani.|
|I love my cousins!|
|Dani and her daughter Rachel. It was amazing to meet Rachel.|
|Hard to keep a dry eye seeing Patrick bring Gram in from recovery. She's been in assisted living for a year, but had a heart attack earlier in the week and was still in recovery. She got to come to the BBQ though.|
|Nic hugs G.G.|
|Gram with Uncle Lorren, her only son.|
|Dane can't stop giggling.|
|Aubs played a smart game of hide-n-seek that day: she sat under me at the grownups table while the seekers looked in vegetation, nooks, crannies, and pretty much everywhere but with the adults.|
|Everybody's chuckling about pictures of Aunt Sharen. Her cousin once referred to her as a Mack truck. Poor Big Share! She's come a long way!|
|Our beloved Coopers.|