Spokane Again

Last weekend we went back up to Spokane for a short visit so Travis could attend a dental seminar.

So Avery had to make Avery Cakes again the first morning (and had more from the leftover batter the next morning)!


Grandpa showed him how to crack an egg and then let Avery do the second one. That picture didn't turn out.


Carefully pour the eggs and oil


Carefully pour the milk


Mix.


Grandpa even made an A for Avery. Obviously he followed that up with a C for Carson and an E for Emmett too.


And of course there was more Dominoes.


And Mom pulled out a box of little "choking-hazard" toys that had been put away for so long since there was always a baby around, but now that the kids are old enough it was time to bring it out. Carson loved the farm animals. We lined them all up in groups, then set up a pen and he carefully added as many to that pen as he could.


I love this kid's patience in carefully playing with things!


"Mom, I love them!"


Setting up the "humans" just right to feed the animals


This poor guy was out of luck though.


"Look Mom, I'm in a tunnel!" Whatever you say, Emmett.


Avery also wanted to make cinnamon rolls with Grandma. Carson and cousins Chloe and Jace helped out too.


Then I found Avery and Jace relaxing together. I can't help but wonder how this came about.


So we got the other kiddos to get in there too (Emmett was napping)


Silly boys!


When Emmett woke up he came in and matter-of-factly climbed up next to Grandma like that was obviously the natural thing to do.


Soon it was time to say goodbye and hit the road. The truck had already been filled so we were good to go for the whole trip (the truck's tank is big enough that we don't have to stop like we do with every other vehicle) and we made great time. We even saw a rainbow over the gorge. It was a great drive home... until...


Until we were 15 minutes from home (after 7 hours of driving) and Avery says, "I'm not feeling so good" then starts throwing up all over the place 10 seconds later. Thanks for the warning Avery. Turns out the poor guy hadn't been feeling good for a while but was trying not to be a bother by not saying anything. Obviously that back-fired when not saying anything turned into a much bigger mess. I think we will travel with barf bags from now on. We know too much junk (like at New Year's) makes him sick, and we've decided junk plus driving does too. He puked all over Grandma H's car after eating a bunch of McD's and then driving around a while. He puked right after getting out of the car with Gma H and Papa after Papa let him eat a whole sleeve of Oreos. And now grilled cheese and fries (and to make it worse that's a much greasier meal than he typically gets when we do fast food) from Jack in the Box plus hours of driving with us got him. Ugh. So gross. At least he can look at all those incidences and realizes that he needs to take it easy with that kind of food. And despite feeling better after we got home, he willingly decided on his own to pass up any dinner and take it easy. Poor kid. What a bummer way to end the trip, but the rest of the trip was great!