Mitch decided we should throw an extra 4 hours into our journey east by going over the North Cascades Highway. In this way, we could see a lot of dams and scenery. Behold, the mighty Coulee Dam! Henry went into the visitor's center with one goal: to find the dam gift shop and get a dam t-shirt. Unfortunately, there was no dam gift shop. A merchandising opportunity down the toilet, if you ask me. Dammit. In the Coulee area are many little developments where the summer migrant workers live. One of my two favorite sights was a mobile home, with two 6-foot tall concrete lions at the entrance. My other favorite sight was not of a white ice cream truck tooling around the neighborhoods, but a taco truck! Of course I didn't get photos, because Mitch was zooming by too quick. If it wasn't a dam or nature, he wasn't into stopping. Another thing about the North Cascades Highway, is that it's twisty and turny. I handed each child their gallon ziploc, and here is a picture of my girl, moments before she filled that thing half full with mini corn-dogs and whatever else she had eaten for lunch. A little did drip out on her clothes, which we decided to just throw away, rather than pack barfy clothes with us for a week. But, how awesome of her to have gotten most of it in her ziploc? God job, Olivia!
The next morning, we arrived to pick up Jack and Anthony from camp. Jack was a wreck of exhaustion, so I guess it's no surprise that he lost his backpack, water bottle and carrier, pillow, brand new hardcover ($20!) book, and about half his clothes at camp. But they had a great time, and were full of gross stories. The grossest of which, Jack claimed proudly that he had only brushed his teeth once all week. "I kinda lost my toothbrush, but I found it again today. It turned out to be in my suitcase the whole time!"
Mitch decided we should throw an extra 4 hours into our journey east by going over the North Cascades Highway. In this way, we could see a lot of dams and scenery. Behold, the mighty Coulee Dam! Henry went into the visitor's center with one goal: to find the dam gift shop and get a dam t-shirt. Unfortunately, there was no dam gift shop. A merchandising opportunity down the toilet, if you ask me. Dammit. In the Coulee area are many little developments where the summer migrant workers live. One of my two favorite sights was a mobile home, with two 6-foot tall concrete lions at the entrance. My other favorite sight was not of a white ice cream truck tooling around the neighborhoods, but a taco truck! Of course I didn't get photos, because Mitch was zooming by too quick. If it wasn't a dam or nature, he wasn't into stopping. Another thing about the North Cascades Highway, is that it's twisty and turny. I handed each child their gallon ziploc, and here is a picture of my girl, moments before she filled that thing half full with mini corn-dogs and whatever else she had eaten for lunch. A little did drip out on her clothes, which we decided to just throw away, rather than pack barfy clothes with us for a week. But, how awesome of her to have gotten most of it in her ziploc? God job, Olivia!
The next morning, we arrived to pick up Jack and Anthony from camp. Jack was a wreck of exhaustion, so I guess it's no surprise that he lost his backpack, water bottle and carrier, pillow, brand new hardcover ($20!) book, and about half his clothes at camp. But they had a great time, and were full of gross stories. The grossest of which, Jack claimed proudly that he had only brushed his teeth once all week. "I kinda lost my toothbrush, but I found it again today. It turned out to be in my suitcase the whole time!"
Bat Infestation? Nice job on the puke bag, Olivia........Gramps
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