Thursday, August 13, 2020

ZARA

12-17  At bedtime Mom found a hair wrapped around my toe. It was scary.   It was so tight and the toe was red, purple and swollen. It hurt all the next day too. 

3/31- Earthquake 6.2 near Stanley.  I was climbing up a step stool in my bedroom. The whole house moved but I didn't even fall over. Mom ran out to check on the kids. "Did you feel that it was an earthquake."  She yelled back at Dad "Grab the baby."  I was totally fine. More upset to get pulled off the ladder as I had worked so hard getting up it. 

4/30- After high tensions getting school done which dragged on till like 3 pm Mom promised a bike ride.   A storm was coming so we had to hurry.  But we didn't even get to our neighbors before turning around.  You couldn't see our house from down the hill for the dust.   It looked like a wall and hit just as sudden. One side of the road was blue sky the other dusty brown. Like a line in the sky.  I love the bike trailer and with Mace laying on me I was protected from the dust and wind.  By the time we got home everyone else was dirty, winded, and half panicked.... I was nearly asleep



July
trip to oregoan.  
Syringa and kiddos came friday.  Saturday we took them on a canoe trip to pillar falls. Azalyn scram the whole time. The wind was with us and Dad held up our sheet like a sail.  It actually worked a little.  We made it to skull island for a pick nick lunch.  Not sure who was more excited to be out of the boat.  The water levels were really low so walking around was easy so long as you didn't fall on the jagged rocks.  
We borrowed a 15 passenger van from Dan and Malena for the trip.  It was awesome. we took one seat out so we had plenty of cargo space.  I thought Baler might actually expole from the elation of seeing us. We ate fresh zucchini and  berries all week. Monday we went and got our first flat of raspberries and marionberries.  Within 5 min it was gone. We took a walk down to the creek.  Blackberries grow wild everywhere. They are pocky and sour if not BLACK.  Still the novelty  makes them tasty. 
BEACH DAY!   McCarty, Baler and Zaleah piled in the van for a trip to the Oregon coast. We set up near sea side.  It was a little bit of a trek down to the sea shore. It was a foggy morning.  Warm drizzle.  We wen't sure how long we'd last. Maybe a repeat of the trip to California coast in November. Thankfully it ended up being a perfect day.  Not to hot for those on the Beach. Not to cold for those crazy enough (Katana) to body serf the waves. The babies loved the sand. Zaleah literally using  her digging spoon to scoop up mouthfuls of sand  Zara laying on her belly licking the ground.  Lunch everyone had sand-sprinkled sandwiches. YUM. We hunted for sand dollars. broken or halves lay scattered all over.  Dead Jelly fish parts look like snot. Digging bubble hoes fast you can catch mole crabs.  Sun came out mid day so we could see the cliffs and sky.  Before we knew it-it was 5 and we were headed home. "but we just got here"   I defiantly want to come back.
Wednesday much needed rest.  Midafternoon we went blueberry picking. Bushes with bunches of berries.  Got some 15 lbs in less then 30 min.  $1.30 a lb.  
Thurdsday's adventure was the River.  Cart had a little blow up canoe.  Mostly we just played in the sand. It was a little bit of a hike back to the van after a day on the water.  We stopped to pick some blackberries. Katana fell and got all stratched up.  Back at Cartys house we realiaed we left the diaper bag it had all 3 of our phones. cart and syringas wallets.  There was lots of tears that night. 
Friday-   Going to get more blueberries a car nearly hit us.  A little white car come flying into the barrow ditch, driveway.  Nearly missing  the front tire. Mom swerved back.  He hit the bank on the other side--fishtailed and sped off through a cloud of dust hardly slowing down.  Scary! We had a hot dog roast and berry cobbler for dinner.  Grandma and Grandpa Amy met us at our house and had dinner waiting.  It was nice after the long drive. Dad was in Arco already.  So we unloaded- loaded and left. 
Sunday Grandma and Grandpa Kelly got set apart to serve as missionaries in the Los Angeles family search library OR wherever the Lord needs you.  So proud of them.  Even if they never leave at least they were willing to go. 


9-3-20
As the tic tok sibling anthem rightly sings. "hi I am the youngest i'm my families pride and joy." I make lots of sound like I'm talking all day.  I really say Mombee, Dadda, eyes, baba, baby,  ears, mouth, nose, ouch, no, poopoo, down, yes, shoes, out, whoa....more every day but my favorite most frequent is "MACE."    Hes my buddy. especially now the older kids are in school.  I love to dance. Katana and I put on  petty skirts and  I follow her in a spin and jump. I am very busy.  Nap is still a must I don't even fight. Everyone loves my curles.  I'm glad they are cute because I don't like my hair being done.  I pull out any bow or pony tail.   I can get out of my swinging crib.  I come find Mom or holler for her at the door.  Our morning routine is to sit and read a book and snuggle.   I love food and I know how to climb  Nothing is out of reach. Mom couldn't hide the nutella or  peanut butter high enough so screw on lids are a must now.  Point is I'm growing everyday and no one really wants me to. 
 

10-31
ward party trunk or treat was cancelled hours before the event.  But that didn't stop us from going old fashioned door to door.  That way is more fun anyway.  More people had there lights off or the bowl on the porch with a sign. "take one". still got a haul and we rocked it as INSIDE OUT. 


11/11
I have really started to talk.  Like a parrot I repeat words.  I can say 50ish words: up, down, done, baba, mama, Dadda, Mace, Nana, Axel, bun, duck, pretty, ouch, no , yes, eyes, mouth, tap, apple, stop, nice, nose, milk, please, more....  I can follow 2-4 step commands.  I'm very smart, resourceful and independent.  I am all girl.  I like pretty things and to be pretty like my clothes and when my hair is done.  Lotion, makeup, Chapstick, brushes, babies.  my nickname is Curls cuz I have perfect ringlets with just water. 


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