In Which I Embarrass My Son With 50s Music

The Jeff turned 16 this week!

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He’s making that face because I insisted on playing “Sixteen Candles” by The Crests, which made him totally embarrassed and it was totally satisfying. I count it a win every time my teenage son squirms and yells “Mooooooooom!

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Eleanor asked me to make a special evening trip to the store so she could pick out a present for him. Surprise, surprise : Magic cards. I’ve given up on trying to figure out if Jeff has any other interests.

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Here he is opening Eleanor’s present. He liked it, but also said he had a similar deck already. Ha.

Jeff asked for a Magic: the Gathering draft game party this year. He even invited — gasp — friends from school to this event. We’ve been trying to get him to do this for years.

Unfortunately, none of those friends showed up. It may be owing to the fact that Brian misprinted his phone number on the invitation Jeff handed out. We’ll never know. Fortunately, a couple other buddies from church, etc. showed up, so they still had a good (if shorter) tournament.

Also fortunately: Jeff is so very socially unaware that he didn’t register a trace of disappointment in his lame friends. His response was “oooh, more card packs for me!” and spent a long time stacking and organizing them all.

So it’s fortunate that my parents gave him a nifty new card carrying case.

Also, I knitted him this:

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See the cabled eyes? See the tentacles?? I’m very proud of this strange thing.

This is a dice bag shaped like Cthulu. It’s the Elder Dice-Bag. It may be the single most nerdy thing I’ve ever made, and that includes Jeff himself. I was worried that Jeff would be disappointed by the bag, but he was SO EXCITED when he saw it and spent a good amount of time gushing over how cool it was. (“The coolest thing ever!”) He even smiled a genuine smile!

(I also included some cool steampunk dice with little gears and curlicues all over the sides. I couldn’t resist them.)

As I write this, Jeff is playing more Magic with his dad and siblings. The Magic madness may never end. There are worse ways to burn through your time and money, so I don’t mind it at all. I only wish I could occasionally get my dining room table back.

As for The Big Question: yes, Jeff is juuuuust beginning to show an interest in learning how to drive. Specifically, he wants to be able to drive so he can get a job and earn more money for Magic cards.

[Brooke waves hands in “I give up” gesture]

Brian even let him carefully cruise around an abandoned parking lot this past week. Interesting developments are surely in store. I really love this brown-eyed boy.

And now, onwards to the next nerdy knitting project: a Hufflepuff scarf for William!

Mom & Me, Featuring Katie!

How exciting — Katie was finally old enough to come along to the Girl Scout Mom & Me weekend at Camp Robbinswold.

I had a moment of bitter confusion when I realized that we hadn’t been to a Mom & Me since 2015. Three years! (There wasn’t a Mom & Me in 2016, and then 2017 was the year I Over-Camped myself and I couldn’t handle the idea of yet one more camping trip.)

Full disclosure: this was Princess Camping. We were in a winterized unit with flush toilets and showers. Meals were served in the lodge.

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Our bunks. When I appeared around camp with freshly showered wet hair, I got a few jealous stares.

But that’s not the point. The point is having fun one-on-on(ish) time with my girls. And eating lots of gorp.

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Everyone contributed a different ingredient to the big bags of gorp. At least 30% of the reason I came.

The theme of the weekend was “Out of This World,” so there were lots of educational and art activities about astronomy. Katie was delighted to make a “solar system” beaded necklace. I loved learning how to use sightlines and geometry to calculate how high the sun is in the sky (er . . . it was overcast, so we used the same technique to estimate the height of a tree).

Saturday afternoon was spent making tie-dye shirts and painting rocks and mini canvases. Eleanor made a rather pretty landscape picture of the Hood Canal (where Robbinswold is located).

We also took a nice long walk along the shore, just the three of us. No sea otter sightings, but we did get to see the cabins where Eleanor stayed this summer at camp.

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Katie loved collecting and playing with the giant brown leaves

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Eleanor spent time describing how she left her copy of “The Queen of Attolia” on a shelf just inside so she could easily grab it during downtime at summer camp

 

In the evening we had a guest speaker: a former NASA astronaut who told us all about what life was like on the International Space Station. Unfortunately, the clouds came in right before her talk so we couldn’t use her big telescope.

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Bummer — but it did make for a spectacular moonrise. Katie was especially charmed by how beautiful it looked. It made for a great background for the all-camp sing-a-long. I’m such a sucker for camp songs, love ’em.

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Our unit was shared with another group of moms and girls who were all Katie’s age. We had fun hanging out together in the evening, talking and playing games. The little girls made blanket forts in the middle of the common area. I spent time knitting my Cthulu dice bag for Jeff (more to come on that later), at which the other moms nodded politely (if they were non-geeks) or declared “the coolest thing ever your son is so lucky” (if they were geek geeks).

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On Sunday morning we all worked together to tidy up the camp (lots of floor mopping and table wiping) then we gathered to trade SWAPS.

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A SWAP = Some Whatchamacallit Affectionately Pinned. It’s a Girl Scout thing where people make little trinkets on safety pins to trade. Lots of good fun.

We were missing our Grandma on this trip (she’s come with us in the past) so we re-created some of the pictures Eleanor had done with her.

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It was a little sad to say goodbye and come home, but we were very tired out (both girls fell asleep on the drive back) and more than happy to say hello to our comfy mattresses Sunday evening.

Can’t wait to go again next year!

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Eleanor specifically asked to take this photo of Special K & me. My smile is stiff because I’m painfully aware of how wonky my hair looks when it’s wet and full of product. Love my girls.

2017 Favorite Books for Young Readers

It’s that time of year agaiiin! 

When I mentally glance at all the books I read in 2017 and think, which ones of these do I still remember? And still get excited about, and want to share with everybody? Yep, those are the ones that make this list.

THE USUAL DISCLAIMERS: This list does not include mega-bestsellers that you’ve probably already heard of. I do think The Hate U Give** and Turtles All the Way Down** and La Belle Sauvage** and Refugee** are definitely amazing and worth reading, but I figure they don’t need any further attention from me.

This is far from anything like an extensive survey of the 2017 publishing year. I simply can’t read ’em all. If you’d like a comprehensive Alls The Books You Needs to Read List, click here.

Please remember: not every book is for you. Like many librarians, I have very wide-ranging reading tastes and enjoy books from pretty much every genre. Most readers are not this way, so please forgive me if you pick up a book from this list that doesn’t mesh with your tastes. I’m always, always happy to do individualized book recommendations (I get a request like that about once a week, no kidding.)

Books with double asterisks (**) contain content that is better suited for the 12+ crowd, or even the 15+ crowd. Parents might want read up on the book’s content before handing it to a young person.

Just How Was The 2017, Publishing Year, Brooke?

2017 was kind of an odd year for the children’s book world. Picture books had a lot of strong contenders — and the quantity and variety of picture book biographies continues to grow. 2017 was the year that gave us a picture book biography of the guy who invented graphs. Graphs. They were invented by a singular someone! I kid you not.

Like 2016, there were an unusual number of picture books about foxes (some of which are on my list) and several books about narwhals. (Who knew that American kids would suddenly decide that narwhals were The Thing?) There’s also a stunning number of international picture books that made my list. Many thanks to publishers for bringing translated versions to the U.S.

Meanwhile, middle grade fiction was incredibly meh this year. I haven’t the foggiest clue what book will win the Newbery Medal. Novels for the 8-14 set were just kinda not-so-stellar. It’s the kind of year when you can write a 500+ page fantasy novel about the frickin’ Brontë siblings and have it be a standout from the pack. Yeeesh.

(Truly, I have nothing against The Glass Town Game. It’s well written. I just say . . . good luck getting someone in elementary school to read that thing.)

As for YA, I don’t focus on books for that age group (12-18) too much, so what you see listed here is the thinnest of surveys of what’s available for teenagers. Again, click here for a longer list of the Good Stuff.

In other words: 2017 was the wacky publishing year that gave us THREE different novels about orphans abandoned on islands (oh, why?), and my favorite book turned out to be a YA biography of Vincent and Theo Van Gogh. The End.

PICTURE BOOKS (Buckle up, this list is long)

Absolute Favorite Picture Book of the Year: Crown: Ode to the Fresh Cut by Derrick Barnes, illus. Gordon C. James

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Best Read-Aloud Escargot by Dashka Slater. Illustrated by Sydney Hanson

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Best Over-the-Top-Can’t-Stop-Staring-At-the-Wackiness-Illustration Accident! by Andrea Tsurumi

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Accident! also wins because of the owl librarian:

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Trippiest Illustration AND Best Tribute to Works of Lewis Carrol: Mrs. White Rabbit by Gilles Bachelet

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Best Wordless Book: Little Fox in the Forest by Stephanie Graegin

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Eh, Probably Most Likely To Win Caldecott Medal: Wolf in the Snow by Matthew Cordell

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In Which Being Eaten Alive Is the Best of All Possible Outcomes: The Wolf, The Duck, & the Mouse by Mac Barnett, illus. Jon Klassen

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Best Book About Being the Quirky “Different” Person in a Community: Not Quite Narwhal by Jessie Sima

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Best Heartwarming Immigration Story: A Different Pond by Bao Phi, illus. Thi Bui

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Basically “How Green Was My Valley: Picture Book Edition” Town is By the Sea by Joanne Schwartz, illus. Sydney Smith

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BEST BIRTHDAY BOOK EVER: When’s My Birthday? by Julie Fogliano, illus. Christian Robinson

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It’s So, So, Hard to Come Up With An Original Premise for an Alphabet Book, so Double Kudos to You, Patrick McDonnell: The Little Red Cat Who Ran Away and Learned His ABCs (the Hard Way) by Patrick McDonnell

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Sometimes Cats Die, and You Need a Good Book to Cope: Big Cat, Little Cat by Elisha Cooper

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Sometimes Dogs Die, and OKAY, OKAY, WE’RE ALL CRYING NOW: Stay: A Girl, A Dog, and a Bucket List by Kate Klise, illus. M. Sarah Klise

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See? I Told You There Were a Lot of Beautiful Foxes in Picture Books This Year: All Ears, All Eyes by Richard Jackson, illus. Katherine Tillotson

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Cubans In Cars Getting Coffee: All the Way to Havana by Margarita Engle, illus. Mike Curato

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Best Spiritual/Inspirational Book: In Your Hands by Carole Boston Weatherford, illus. Brian Pinkney (Also basically #BlackLivesMatter: The Picture Book)

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Gorgeous, Trippy Illustrations, Part Deux: The Antlered Ship by Dashka Slater, illus. Eric and Terry Fan

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Original Folktale + Out of This World Folk-Art Style Pictures: Deep in the Woods by Christopher Corr

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Best Book for Father’s Day: Little Wolf’s First Howling by Laura McGee Kvasnosky

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Sometimes Dropping Your Phone in the Pond is the Greatest Thing That Can Happen to You: On a Magical, Do-Nothing Day by Beatrice Alemagna

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Picture Book Equivalent of Soothing Herbal Tea at Bedtime: This House, Once by Deborah Freedman

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A Picture Book from BRAZIL!!! (And it’s SO PRETTY) Along the River by Vaniva Starkoff and Jane Springer

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This Book Has the Best Subtitle Ever: Baabwa and Wooliam: A Tale of Literacy, Dental Hygiene and Friendship by David Elliot, illus. Melissa Sweet

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Most Hilarious, Laugh-Out-Loud Premise: Claymates by Dev Petty, illus. Lauren Eldridge

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Teachers Are The Most Beautiful People and I’m Not Crying, YOU’RE Crying! A Letter to My Teacher by Deborah Hopkinson, illus. Nancy Carpenter

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You Needed a Book About a Luchadora Superhero. You Just Didn’t Know It: Lucia the Luchadora by Cynthia Leonor Garza, illus. Alyssa Bermudez

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This Book’s Title Is Pretty Much What I’m Mentally Shouting At People All The Time: Read the Book, Lemmings! By Ame Dyckman, illus. Zachariah OHora

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Yes, I Did Only Include This Book Because I Have a Cute Son Named William: William’s Winter Nap by Linda Ashman, illus. Chuck Groenick

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Yes, You CAN Write a Story With Just One Word: Mine! by Jeff Mack

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Absolutely Most Eye-Popping Beautiful Illustration, Hands-Down: The Blue Hour by Isabelle Simler (I’d say it deserved the Caldecott Medal, but it’s from FRANCE, sigh)

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Katie’s Personal Favorite. The Adorableness Is Strong With This One: Chirri & Chirra In the Tall Grass by Kaya Doi (be sure to check out the other titles in this series!)

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For the Where’s Waldo? Crowd: Find Me: A Hide and Seek Book by Anders Arhoj (Seriously, guys. The interiors of this book are my everything.)

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Most Silly Premise: Danny McGee Drinks the Sea by Andy Stanton, illus. Neal Layton (Also: Big Sisters Rule the World)

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The Origin Story For Our Time: The Legend of Rock Scissors Paper by Drew Daywalt, illus. Adam Rex

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Most Inspiring True Story: Manjhi Moves a Mountain by Nancy Churnin, illus. Danny Popovici

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Best “Awwww” Book About Parenting: Me Tall, You Small by Lilli L’Arronge

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FINALLY! A Fairy Tale About Facts vs. Emotion and Fake News! Prince Ribbit by Jonathan Emmet, illus. Poly Bernatene

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When You Can’t Get Your Shirt Off, and Decide to Just Say “Well, I Guess This Is My Life Now” Still Stuck by Shinsuke Yoshitake

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Anthropomorphic Shapes Play Pranks On Each Other. Need I Say More? Triangle by Mac Barnett

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Best Bedtime Book: The Way Home in the Night by Akiko Miyakoshi

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Reminds Me of Contemplative, Classic Picture Books Like “Owl Moon,” When the Moon Comes by Paul Harbridge, illus. Matt James

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Supremely Silly Story: Firefighter Duckies! By Frank W. Dormer

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Best Halloween Story: How to Make Friends With a Ghost by Rebecca Green (Okay, okay — I also admit that The Pomegranate Witch is also a great Halloween story from 2017, but How to Make Friends With a Ghost has an adorable ghost! I’m so easily swayed by adorableness.)

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NONFICTION PICTURE BOOKS

Best Book Written About This Topic In a Long, Long Time: Tell Me About Sex, Grandma by Anastasia Higgenbotham** (Also wins the prize for Best Raised Eyebrow On a Children’s Book Cover)

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“Tears Are Only Acceptable at Funerals and the Grand Canyon”: Grand Canyon by Jason Chin

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Necessary, Touching Poetry About a True American Hero: Before She Was Harriet by Lesa Cline-Ransome, illus. James E. Ransome

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For When You Wish You Could Take Your Naturalist’s Sketchbook On Safari: How to Be an Elephant: Growing Up in the African Wild by Katherine Roy

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Personal Favorite Picture Book Biography: Balderdash! John Newbery and the Boisterous Birth of Children’s Books by Michelle Markel, illus. Nancy Carpenter

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Aww, This Biography is My Other Favorite: Pocket Full of Colors: The Magical World of Mary Blair, Disney Artist Extraordinaire by Amy Guglielmo, illus. Jacqueline Torville

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Continuing the Trend of Books About Women in STEM Fields: Margaret and the Moon by Dean Robbins, illus. Lucy Knisley

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Yeah, You Read That Right: Pop Up Shakespeare by Reed Martin and Austin Tichenor, illus. Jennie Maizels (It’s written by the Reduced Shakespeare Company guys!)

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Best Picture Book Biography for the 12+ Crowd: Strange Fruit: Billie Holliday and the Power of a Protest Song by Gary Golio, illus. Charlotte Riley-Webb**

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My Kids Can’t Stop Reading This One: This is How We Do It: One Day in the Lives of Seven Kids From Around the World by Matt Lamothe

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Most Hilarious Science Nonfiction: Give Bees a Chance by Bethany Barton (This author’s other book is called I’m Trying to Love Spiders. This tells you everything you need to know.)

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EASY READERS

Also Happens to Be Best Folklore Retelling of 2017: Noodleheads See the Future by Tedd Arnold, Martha Hamilton and Mitch Wiess, illus. Ted Arnold (Be sure to check out Noodlehead Nightmares, too!)

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See? MORE NARWHALS! Super Narwhal and Jelly Jolt by Ben Clanton

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I Swear I Played This Exact Same Game With My Brother: The Good for Nothing Button by Cherise Harper Mericle

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POETRY

21st Century’s Version of Shel Silverstein: I’m Just No Good at Rhyming: And Other Nonsense for Mischievous Kids and Immature Grown-Ups by Chris Harris, illus. Lane Smith

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This Book Ought to Win the Newbery Medal, but it probably won’t: One Last Word: Wisdom from the Harlem Renaissance by Nikki Grimes

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Best Father’s Day Book, Part Two: My Daddy Rules the World: Poems About Dads by Hope Anita Smith

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I’m Including This Because William Loves Sloths and When He Saw This Cover He Squealed For Five Full Minutes: Animal Ark: Celebrating Our Wild World in Poetry and Pictures by Kwame Alexander

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GRAPHIC NOVELS

Best “Oh, Wow, That’s Just Like My Childhood” Story: Real Friends by Shannon Hale

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At Least Your Embarrassing Parents Aren’t Ren Faire Folke: All’s Faire in Middle School by Victoria Jamieson

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I Had To Physically Pry This Book Out of My Children’s Hands In Order To Return It to the Library: Where’s Halmoni? By Julie Kim

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Arthurian Legend Retelling HUZZAH! Yvain: Knight of the Lion by M.T. Anderson, illus. Andrea Offermann**

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I Heard It Described As “Misty of Chincoteague Meets The Road Warrior,” and That Is Correct: One Trick Pony by Nathan Hale

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A Part of WWII That More People Should Know: The Raid of No Return by Nathan Hale

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NONFICTION

My Absolute Favorite Book of 2017 (seriously, just thinking about it makes my eyes well up): Vincent and Theo: The Van Gogh Brothers by Deborah Heiligman

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A Biography So Good It Made Me Care About Football: Undefeated: Jim Thorpe and the Carlisle Indian School Football Team

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Book With the Highest Body Count: Poison: Deadly Deeds, Perilous Professions, and Murderous Medicines by Sarah Albee

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Best Explanation For Why American Society Is The Way It Is: Fault Lines in the Constitution: The Framers, Their Fights, and the Flaws That Affect Us Today by Cynthia Levinson and Sanford Levinson

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MIDDLE GRADE FICTION

Probably My Favorite Children’s Novel of the Year: Beyond the Bright Sea by Lauren Wolk

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People Grieve In Different Ways. This Kid Needs Blues Music: Clayton Byrd Goes Underground by Rita Williams-Garcia

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The “Man In Hole” Plot, In Which There is a Boy Literally Stuck In a Hole: Hello, Universe by Erin Entrada Kelly

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Best Sequel: The War I Finally Won by Kimberly Brubaker Bradley

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Aww, It Includes Zines! Zines Made By the Protagonist! The First Rule of Punk by Celia C. Perez

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A Retelling of “Cyrano de Bergerac” set in a Middle School (AND IT’S AWESOME): Well, That Was Awkward by Rachel Vail

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YOUNG ADULT FICTION

In Which an Elevator Full of Ghosts Convinces the Protagonist That Revenge Isn’t the Answer: Long Way Down by Jason Reynolds**

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Best Retelling of a Greek Myth: Bull by David Elliott**

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Best Mystery Story (Also Best Book With Crossover Adult Appeal): The Pearl Thief by Elizabeth Wein**

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Never Be Possessed By Ghosts. Unless You Can Be Possessed By a Bear. Then, Always Be Possessed By a Bear: A Skinful of Shadows by Frances Hardinge

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Most Original Fantasy Worldbuilding: Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor** 

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I Can’t Say Enough Good Things About The “Queen’s Thief” Series. READ IT NOW: Thick as Thieves by Megan Whalen Turner (Also, Best Adult Crossover and Best Bromance)

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If You’re Going to Write a High School Story, Make Sure It Has a Killer Wardrobe: The Fashion Committee by Susan Juby**

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Best Original Folktales, and Best Interior Book Decoration: The Language of Thorns by Leigh Bardugo**

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Now go fire up them library cards and happy reading!!

The Thanksgiving That Halted This Blog In Its Tracks

Confession Time: I’m writing this post on August 26, 2018. I’m post-dating it so that it still shows up in chronological order on the blog, but in reality: these events happened 9 months ago.

Last Thanksgiving was such a packed-to-the-gillzzzz funtime extravaganza that when I returned home, trying to write about everything seemed just plain daunting.

It done knocked this blog to the ground and left it stunned.

For nine whole months.

But I’d like to make amends and give it the Old College Try.

Ahem.

Thanksgiving 2017 was spent at the Newey grandparents’ home. Featuring all the Greatest Hits!

Roll making!

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Cousins!

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Over-the-top table decs!

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Which included lots of these little waxy pumpkins and my children were way fascinated with lining them up and stacking them.

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Carbs! With a side of carbs!

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Backyard bocce!

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And taking food to Uncle Alex, who was working at the Emergency Room that evening. (Fun fact I learned: lots of people cut their hands up when they try to carve turkey.)

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In other words: a highly satisfactory Thanksgiving weekend was enjoyed by all.

The next day, we trundled down to Provo. Brian’s brother Michael was in town with his family, and so Kathryn decided to Up the Fun Quotient by signing us all up for an Escape Room adventure.

I admit I was skeptical of this activity. I thought I’d be relegated to the background while the more competitive among us rushed forward to solve the puzzles.

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But to tell the truth, every person there found something to contribute, even my kids. (Even me!) The game scenario involved trying to shut down the lab of a mad scientist. I was impressed with the variety of props and puzzles. Good job, Getout Games!

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Then we headed back to the grandparents’ house to decorate the Christmas tree and partake of the epic pie and ice cream flavors Caitlin invented for the holiday. And snuggle new baby cousins. Mmmm, baby cousins.

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However, the real blog-killer of the weekend was what happened the following day: the Santa Claus Tea Party at the Grand America.

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Yes, we had done it the year before, but I was eager to do it again. Such deliciousness! Much sugar! My only hope is that Katie is old enough that she will be able to retain a memory of the occasion. I know it’s kinda corny, but I really love it.

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The one funny story of the day was when Santa arrived to listen to what the kids wanted for Christmas. Cousin June simply said “a pizza.” One of the hotel managers overheard, and then went to the kitchen to have a little mini pizza made just for her so her wish could come true right then. Which is pretty darn adorable.

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Meanwhile, Eleanor was debating whether or not she should bother visiting Santa at all. Caitlin challenged her to do so simply because the candy canes the kids got were enormous. This was apparently the tipping point. Anything for a humongo candy cane.

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We also spent time doing the hotel’s holiday scavenger hunt, seeing the giant gingerbread house, and browsing the boutique toy shop. (William was so cute with this penguin that Santa made sure a similar toy appeared in his stocking that Christmas.)

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Afterwards, we changed back into casual clothes, and Brian picked us up to go see a screening of “Coco.”

However, on the way out of downtown SLC, we noticed a perfect parking spot right by Temple Square, so we spontaneously decided to stop for a moment and stroll around. We don’t always get to visit Temple Square on our trips to Utah (seeing as none of our family live all that close to SLC) so this was a fun treat.

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And yeah . . . Coco made all of us get misty-eyed. Darn you, Pixar.

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We arrived back home with just enough time to decorate our own Christmas tree.

Once again, the children insisted that the placement of the silver star required a group effort.

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And much silliness reigned.

Piano, Planes, Potter, Plays

Oddly enough, the first thing we did of note in November was a Halloween-themed piano concert. Because Halloween took place over a weekend, the holiday-themed piano recital kinda spilled over into the next month.

I don’t mind — any excuse to see the kids in their cute costumes is good enough for me.

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We also took our first family trip to the Museum of Flight. This time, we spent time with a museum docent who took time to explain what all the symbols mean on an air traffic controller’s computer display. Just, y’know. In case we have to direct air traffic.

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Eleanor and William also got to do the space shuttle tour. This was part of William’s birthday present from Grandma.

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Jeff and Eleanor had a special opportunity for Veterans’ Day — performing in a patriotic concert with the Cascade Youth Orchestra at Benaroya Hall. They got to sing the Tabernacle Choir version of Battle Hymn of the Republic, which was fun to practice at home together.

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Jeff & Ella are in this photo somewhere, I promise

They also got to sing a medley of U.S. Armed Forces songs together, which, while catchy, got a bit tiresome after the first week or two of practice.

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They look so grown up and elegant!

Brian turned 41 . . . and I made a two-layer sugar free, low-carb cake. Oh, such feats of amazement as occur in our household.

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The ganache went EVERYWHERE
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Hey, gotta play “Heavy Heavy Hang Over”
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This has nothing to do with Brian’s birthday, it was just on my camera roll and looked cute

A few days after that, the government announced that they might end the ban on the sale of big game hunting trophies in the U.S. An acquaintance organized a children’s protest near the Woodland Park Zoo, and since Brian was out of town that Saturday, we decided to join up. (Jeff stayed at home. He’s become so much more teenager-ish in that respect lately.)

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We only had one piece of posterboard at our house. So Wim made a sign with styrofoam, and I brought a library copy of “How to be an Elephant”

After chanting “hey ho, hey ho, trophy hunting’s got to go” and getting lots of supportive honks from cars, we headed off to the Nordic Heritage Museum for their YulFest.

Which was really just a craft fair. Color me disappointed.

Lots of yummy cookies and little sandwiches to try, though. They even had caramel cheese!

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Nobody liked the caramel cheese except me.

The reason Katie isn’t in the above picture is because she was very unhappy with YulFest. (I refused to buy her any of the gewgaws on sale.) But her spirits perked up when we decided to swing by the Diagon Alley Project afterwards.

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Note how Katie is still holding the elephant from the protest earlier that day

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This is a replica of Diagon Alley from the Harry Potter books, built in miniature in a family’s driveway in Ballard. My friend Margaret and her children joined us (they were also at the protest).

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It was originally built as a whimsical gift for the builder’s children, but grew into a community building/charity fundraising project. And boy, was it cool.

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William and Eleanor were especially enchanted. As we stepped through the brick wall, they immediately cooed and whispered “it’s just like the books!” under his breath.

William even picked up a branch off the ground and used it as a pretend wand the whole time we were there.

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So many cute little details were on display — the storefront “windows” were covered in chalkboard paint, allowing for drawn-in displays of wizard wares. A table held a collection of curious potion bottles. The bookshop had a shelf of old mysterious-looking books with a quill on top.

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Note William holding his twig “wand”

We loved it so much that we decided we’d need to make a return visit in the future, especially to since Gringott’s Bank was still a work-in-progress.

And now for the reason we hadn’t seen Jeff much lately: he’d been doing tech crew for the high school production of Thornton Wilder’s The Curious Savage. It’s a cute play (I fell asleep) and applauded Jeff at the end.

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Once again, a picture that I promise contains my child. Somewhere. I promise.

How to Tell When October Has Happened

I know when October is happening because the afternoons are suddenly clogged with giant herds of gangly teenage cross-country teams running up and down my neighborhood. This is what I get for living within walking distance of a middle school and a high school.

(Okay, I secretly admit that I love it.)

Eleanor really enjoyed running cross for the first time. She won the “most improved” award for her team. I hereby admit that I never got to see her run. I made a valiant effort to make it to a meet, only to have it cancelled owing to windstorms knocking branches out of trees. Grr.

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You also know October is happening when your kids are cuddling in sherpa blankets:

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And you have an overwhelming desire to put on a costume and prance around hay bales in a picturesque fashion. This is from the Sky Nursery Fall Festival:

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And if not hay bales, then at least giant pumpkin piles:

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know that it’s October because my life is consumed with Scout stuff. Somehow this year I managed to running a Girl Scout troop AND a Cub Scout den. I did not do this on purpose. It’s exhausting. But at least I got to teach the Webelos how to make Minecraft self-portraits. Here’s mine:

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I also did the Outdoor Overnight training with the Girl Scouts and my awesome co-leader, Brittany:

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We’re trying to get our Daisies outdoors as much as we can before the rains come back. Here we are working on the Outdoor Art badge:

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October is also the month when reading finally began to “click” for Katie. I’ve been teaching her how to read with the help of a homeschooling reading primer called The Ordinary Parents’ Guide to Teaching Reading. Since we need to arrive at school early for William’s safety patrol duties, we work on reading lessons in the car while waiting for school to start. It’s now one of my favorite parts of the day. This has been gratifying for me; Jeff’s reading difficulties were so immense, and my focus on him was so intense for so long, that I kind of missed out on teaching Eleanor and William to read. It’s nice to have one more little one to teach! I’m really relishing the process. Katie has found excellent friends in Frog and Toad. Thank you, Mr. Lobel.

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And of course Halloween lets you know that it’s October. . . or at least that the end of October is nigh. This is the first year that Jeff decided not to dress up at all. (Sniff.)

In the meanwhile, Katie was a witch, William was a penguin (oh, he loved that costume), and Eleanor combed through the racks at the thrift store to find what she needed to match her Minnie Mouse ears from Disneyland.

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We carved pumpkins (yes, that is an upside-down face you see. And a Seattle skyline)

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And then the piece de resistance, as always, is Trunk-or-Treat at church. This year Brian and I finally got around to making a shadow puppet show for the carnival. We had a “haunted house” story with lots of volunteers from the audience. I’m not certain that everyone in the audience understood what was going on, but it sure was fun to do. Brian even used a stick of cotton candy as an improvised “tree.”

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School & Circuses

For the past few years, the only “summer” weekend we’ve found available to host a Backyard Circus is the one after school starts. Here in the PNW it’s still just baaaaarely warm enough for swimsuits and leotards, and all of our friends are back in town after a variety of summer travels.

Which means that the first day of school and circus shenanigans are becoming inextricably linked in my mind.

But . . . I mean . . . look at my kids in these pictures and you can see that the first day of school isn’t so dissimilar from a circus in the first place.

SCHOOL CONES!

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“Let’s All Stand Still for a Portrait Now, Children”

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Sigh. This was Jeff’s first year of high school, but because of Seminary, I really didn’t get a chance to photograph him on his Official First Day. But I did get a picture of Eleanor riding her bike to the first day of middle school.

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And a picture of Eleanor at cross country practice:

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And a picture of Eleanor’s (recycled) Toadette cosplay from when she went to Geek Girl Con with her Girl Scout troop and apparently mopped the floor with the competition at the Super Smash Bros. tournament:

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So . . . that makes up for it, right?

And I also snapped a pic of Katie on her first day of first grade. She picked the outfit herself. Yes, that’s a too-small Christmas sweater paired with teal bike shorts. After four kids, I’ve kind of given up on the custom of looking presentable on the first day of school, or anywhere, really. Let Them Be Quirky, I say.

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Eleanor also got to come visit the elementary school for Back-to-School Night, and she was very pleased to see her 6th grade art project in pride of place on the wall of the “pod.”

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Oh, and needless to say, I was so thrilled to have all the kids back in school that for a while I made them a fancy snack each day. Yeah, impressive. Don’t worry, things dropped back into normalcy soon enough.

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Now, for compare-and-contrast time . . .

The best thing about this year’s Backyard Circus is that my friend Margaret won the services of a professional face painter at a silent auction, and decided to donate them to our circus! How awesome is that?

Katie chose to have her face painted like a tiger’s because her circus act was a tiger-taming routine. Eleanor was the “trainer.”

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A very fearsome tiger

William’s contribution was a magic act. He took this very seriously, much to everyone’s delight.

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And this was the year that I finally, finally talked someone into being a “snake charmer.” Or at least, Eleanor’s interpretation of what a snake charmer is.

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This was also the first year that we had a family put together a series of sideshow “freak” routines that was simply hilarious. (Just picture two kids in one giant shirt and you’re halfway there.) Plus two more magic acts, acrobats, and juggling. All in all, a great showing for the 2017 circus. (Come to think of it . . . I think this might mark ten years of doing Backyard Circuses. Wow.)

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Other September Items of Note:

The September Piano Recital. We didn’t have to sit in the backyard overflow section this time! I think this was Katie’s first piano recital. I think. They’re all starting to blur together.

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JEFF TURNED FIFTEEN! We had friends over for pizza/games/cake, but somehow I didn’t take any pictures? Probably because I was trying to avoid eating cake at the time.

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I also finally finished knitting this blanket to donate to refugee relief. I’d been knitting the individual squares all over the place over the summer (at Glacier NP, in the San Juans, a barbecue potlucks, at the side of swimming pools, in a wheat field while waiting for an eclipse. . .)

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William received a membership to the Museum of Flight for his birthday, and I took the little kids on their first trip. Airplanes and space shuttles galore!

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Katie and William participated in the Primary Program at church. (Sniff, only two kids singing this time!)

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And Eleanor and I enjoyed the Women’s session of General Conference by eating hamburgers together. Thanks for the memories, September!

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Mt. Rainier & Mt. St. Helens

We decided to close out our summer with EVEN MORE OUTDOORSINESS — a trip to Mt. Rainier National Park, coupled with a side trip to Mt. St. Helens.

And why not start out the visit with a hike? We headed out the door early so we could play in the park right off, before even checking into our hotel.

 

After picnicking at the Longmire Visitor’s Center, we hiked up the Pinnacle Peak trail, which starts across the road from Reflection Lake.

There were lots of huckleberries on the trail — and as we knew from our visit to Glacier NP, hikers are allowed to pick and eat them (soooooo yummy).

The bright, cloudless sky didn’t make for the best photos (too many shadows on our faces) but wow, the views. The views! Like stepping into a postcard.

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And impressive as the view was, I’m equally as impressed with myself — I had spent the spring and summer doing strength training/interval training, and found myself miraculously climbing up the hillsides without stopping for breath once! Wow, I’ve never been so happy with what my body can do. (Katie, on the other hand, had a very hard time hiking. But that’s life with a six year old.)

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When we were finished with the hike, we spent a moment or two admiring Reflection Lake. It’s graced the cover of many a coffee table photography book. Although again the bright sunlight made it difficult to have both mountain and people in the frame.

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Our next destination was our hotel — or so we thought. We arrived at our destination only to be told a wild story about how the motel has new ownership and all records of previous reservations had been lost in a computer crash. When I expressed the appropriate level of dismay, the story changed to something about the previous owners being thieves, and the person at the counter’s daughter was the one who really knew what was going on . . . . and yeah. Something fishy was going on, and I think I was being lied to. It was obvious that they were trying to turn the motel into long-term housing, based on the number of people lounging in recliners outside the motel doors.

Anyway, we were able to book a room at one of the condos in the White Pass ski area, and it was reasonably-priced enough for a family of six. Still. I can’t shake the icky feeling. Eh, no harm done. I guess.

Since it was Labor Day weekend, the town of Packwood had a street festival going on. We decided to get dinner there. Wow, the best, most massive burritos I’ve ever seen. There were chunks of ham in the refried beans! Epic.

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On the drive up to our new lodgings, we stopped for an evening hike in the Grove of the Patriarchs. It was fun, although it grew very, very dark on the way out. Silly us for not bringing a flashlight.

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We also stopped at the Paradise Inn parking lot for a ranger-led stargazing session. Similar to our experience in Glacier NP, we got to peek at Saturn and Jupiter via heavy-duty telescopes. And once again we were all singing Ganymede. Someday our teenagers are going to wise up and throttle their nerdy parents, but not on this trip.

We designated Day Two of our trip for exploring Mt. St. Helens. Brian and I had spent a lot of our elementary school science classes studying the 1980 eruption. Because of this, we had the childhood impression that the eruption was something that had just happened, but in reality the event had to be at least 6-8 years old when we were learning about it. Still, I guess in geologic time that’s the same as something just happening.

I guess what I’m trying to say was that Brian and I were really excited to see this place for ourselves, after hearing about it over and over while growing up.

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The lake in the background is covered with logs from the forest that was flattened in the eruption
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Picnicking at the viewpoint
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This was the view from our picnic spot

Since it isn’t a national park, visitor facilities are kind of limited around the mountain. We were running out of water after lunch, and saw on the map that there was water available at an off-the-beaten-path trailhead.

It turns out that it was a hand-cranked water pump, which was kind of awesome.

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After loading up our water bottles, we headed into the famous Ape Caves. These are 2 miles of lava tubes that go under the mountain, and they were fascinating. Sadly, they are also difficult to photograph properly. Since it was also a holiday weekend, it was also very noisy with big groups of hikers passing through.

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It’s named after the “Mt. St. Helens Apes,” a hiking club that discovered the caves

There were patterns on the ceiling of the lava tubes that resembled the bones of a rib cage, so the kids had fun pretending they were walking through the belly of a dragon. Minus the fire, I suppose — it was very cold in the caves and we were glad we’d been given the advice to bundle up in hoodies before going inside.

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The rangers at the cave entrance were trying to educate everyone about the bats that live in the cave, and how they are at risk of disease brought in by hikers. So everyone was encouraged to sweep contaminants off their shoes before and after going in the caves.

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Day Three of our hike began very early in the morning, as we were wanting to beat the crowds to score a parking spot at the Paradise trailhead. We did stop for a quick leg stretch at Reflection Lake again, though. The sky was overcast, hooray!

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Our wake-up-early strategy paid off, and the usual cattle call of people at the Paradise visitor’s center were all still asleep. The famous Skyline trail was almost empty as we headed off.

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I know it’s almost a cliche in Washington State, but I really love the Skyline trail. Best of all, I was once again surprised at my body’s improved endurance. Four years ago, I wore myself out, gave up and turned around before reaching Panorama Point. This year it was a breeze.

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The only downside is that because of forest fires, Panorama Point was less than panoramic.

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But we did get to use the funky experimental foot-pump trail toilet!

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At least the views towards the mountain were still stunning. The hike downhill mostly tracked alongside a little stream as it wound back down the mountainside. We also got to pass alongside some snowfields. Occasionally we’d look down and see would-be mountain climbers training on the snow.  Absolutely delightful.

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The Paradise visitor center was terribly crowded when we finished hiking. I’ve heard that national park attendance has increased at such a rate that park resources and infrastructure can’t keep up, and that was clearly in evidence there. Every garbage can was overflowing onto the ground. The lines for bathrooms did not quit. Every picnic table, bench or other makeshift seat was occupied. We had planned on eating there ourselves, but decided to just putter around the museum/gift shop for a few minutes and then get out of there.

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We stopped in Longmire for lunch instead. It was a little sad — during our previous visit four years ago, the kids spent a long time playing in the forest around Longmire, pretending and imagining and having fun (I remember Katie waving two sticks over a log and saying that she was “cooking”).

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But this time around, only Katie still wanted to pretend-play in the forest. Which she did for a while (she made a “pinecone family”) but it just wasn’t the same. I know that part of what was going on was simply exhaustion — we had been up since the crack of dawn and all — but it was still a reminder that the days of pretend play are coming to an end, and it makes me sad.

At least we’re fostering a love of nature that won’t grow old anytime soon. Hooray for mountains and forests and the trails that take me there!

Ice Cream Days at Moran

For the second year in a row, I fell into a fit of temporary insanity and decided to take my children camping at Moran State Park in the San Juan Islands. With a group of other moms and their kids.

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And the insanity must have been more intense than usual because I decided to organize the dang trip this year as well. This was probably the most stressful part of the trip. It was really hard to get a firm “yes” or “no” out of people. Even up until the last few days before departure, I had a few yesses, a few nos, and an overwhelming wave of “oh, gee, I don’t know, maybe, keepmeintheloopI’mveryinterested.”

As a person who builds her comfort out of giant slabs of Planning Ahead, this was maddeningly stressful. But I get the reluctance. I think camping — even car camping — is intimidating to a lot of people. Yes, I’ll admit that it’s a headache to pack all of the stuff. But I’ve discovered that group camping with other women is really wonderful. We took turns preparing dinners and breakfasts, which makes packing easier (it’s far easier to plan for one big meal for 20 people than six meals for five people).

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Our kids never claimed boredom, since there were always a pack of other kids to roam the forest with.

But best of all — adult convo! All the time! We’d tuck the kids in their tents and talk around the campfire, we’d chat while hiking, we’d converse while the kids splashed in the water — it was the best!

Once again, we stayed at the coveted group camping area at Moran State Park. It has its own bathroom with flush toilets. Fancy.

It also has no next-door neighbors, so kids can roam and play without bothering other campers, and we also have a nice sense of privacy. This year I also made use of the coin-operated showers in another part of the park. Many blessings on my teenagers, who were able to look after Will and Kate while I snuck off to get clean. (Ha — I think they were still asleep when I came back.)

We spent time splashing at the little swimming beach at the lake (and eating divine peach ice cream from the Lopez Island Creamery).

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That water was DANG COLD. I’ll stay nice and warm here on shore, thank you!

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Another morning was spent hiking to a waterfall. I loved watching the kids swarm over the rocks to explore the water.

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Eleanor and her pal Esther
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State parks are great because they are much more lax with exploration

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Standing behind the waterfall
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Everyone loved taking a moment to let the water tickle their fingertips
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I love, love, love this picture of Jeff
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SNUGGLEPUPS. 
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Sweet William on the log bridge
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Requisite photo of all the grown-ups. Emily, her mom, Amy, Laura, and myself

We took a different hike to a saltwater beach for lunch.

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Also known as “the place my kids accidentally smashed my beloved Contigo water bottle.” Ah, well.

Evenings were spent toasting marshmallows and watching for bats to emerge from the sky. (So many bats! We loved counting them all.)

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The next morning I had to head back early to get Jeff to the high school for Freshman Orientation Day. (Sigh, I wished I’d known about this conflict before I made the campsite reservation.) So we struck camp early (I hereby congratulate myself for correctly figuring out how to fold the tent back up into its infuriatingly tiny bag) and headed off to the top of Mt. Constitution to explore the lookout tower.

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The lookout tower was designed to have a slightly middle-ages-castle look
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Goofy Selfie Syndrome
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View from the tower bottom
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View from the tower top. Too bad about all the mist, otherwise the view is stunning
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Next to the tower is a big rock outcropping. Great place for more silly pictures

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The clouds disappeared halfway down the mountain, so we stopped at a pullout for some pictures. A random guy was perched on a nearby boulder, quietly strumming a guitar. I apologized for my noisy rambunctious kids, and he waved it away. “Gotta stop here, it’s too cloudy at the peak,” he explained.

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Love this girl!

It was early enough that we pretty much had the place to ourselves. Which was great, but it also meant that we were so early that the ice cream stand hadn’t opened yet. Have no fear — we made sure to stop at the swimming beach on our way out of the park to get our cones. Dang, that peach ice cream is the best. My mouth is watering just thinking about it now.

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We even got the WAFFLE CONES, what a luxury

Looking forward to 2018, I realize that our summer schedule won’t allow for this camping trip again — our school district is shifting the school year forward, so we will have a very short summer, and I’ve also come to realize that the two weeks before the start of school will likely be stuffed with cross country practices and “back to business” days.

Sigh. Maybe we can convince Brian to come along for a weekend some time. We’ll see. Glad I could take the opportunity for this adventure while I could.

Stuffed Animal Wedding

 

Otherwise known as “what happens when we finally clean the playroom so people actually want to play there again”

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I think a cat was marrying a beaver? The panda bear is the officiant.
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Note the use of our “stained glass” wood blocks to denote a church
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Angelina Ballerina is the flower girl. Note the tiny basket full of “petals” on her arm.