In the decade or so I've known Lester, we've celebrated an awful lot of birthdays together. Some for each other, some for our kids or other family members, etc etc. Some have been huge successes, spent with parties or fun special date nights, some have been lower key depending on where were at or whats going on in our lives. But without fail, every single year when Lester's rolls around I've been at a loss as to what to get him! This is mostly because if he wants something, he gets it-which leaves me with few options when holidays roll around. Still, it kind of limits me. So, in 2014 when I finally had plans to make him his a special dessert and take him out for a great date night, that all changed, when I gave him the best birthday present of all-Ms. Isla Jane! 

So far, I think he's enjoyed sharing a birthday-he still gets all the gifts and yummy food, but without being the centre of attention [which he generally avoids]. But I still wanted to get him a gift he'd love.    So this year, when he ACTUALLY gave me an option I could get behind, I was ecstatic. He asked if we would be ok with planning a Crater Lake Trip as a gift. Visiting here has been on our bucket list for a while now, so all in all it was a great option. We planned it out, and looked forward to it for months, and on the day of, we packed everything up and headed out. 

It was a fairly quick trip-we spent more time travelling to and from our destination then we did actually BEING there. But it was beyond gorgeous-and so much fun camping, spending time in nature without any kind of distractions, playing and getting dirty with our kids. I have never seen water as blue and lovely as the water here. We loved taking little hikes, playing in meadows, making campfires, exploring caves, colouring and listening to Hamilton in the car and so much more. And although the drive was long, we are all ready and rearing to start planning our next camping trip because it was so fun. 




The birthday buddies at our campsite, and dinner our first night. Word to the wise-NEVER get the Thai food dehydrated food packets. NASTY. But the lasagna one is good, and some of the dessert ones are fine. 


This was Isla's favourite place to perch. She has become quite the adventurous little girl these days, and would repeatedly climb on this stump, spread her arms and say 'Look, I tall tall TALL!' before jumping off and exclaiming did it!'. She is so not a baby anymore!



This was one of our first views and Addy begged us to make a pit stop so she could touch/play with the snow. We were happy to oblige. Also, look at my hot husband with his girls. I LOVE that man.


This is called Wizard Island in Crater Lake. Lester took two pictures, one with his glasses on [that have a polarising effect, and allowed you to see a bit of what was under the surface] and without, then combined them. The crazy thing is, even though this looks highly edited, I feel like it better captures the grandeur we saw with out own eyes there. Gorgeous.


After spending so long in the car, we let the kids run around to pick flowers, etc. They loved it.





My birthday boy.

Finding a hiding spot in one of the meadows.

Playing hide and seek in a meadow. 

You can see what they call the Pumice Castle here, jutting out from the rock. Also very pretty and different looking!

This is what they call 'The Phantom Ship' in Crater Lake-its reminiscent of the ships of old, with shadow like cover. 




These were on the path called The Pinnacles..they are made from 'hot gas that moved to the surface and slowly cemented ash and pumice together,' eventually coming out and forming these after erosion. I guess in my mind I assumed they would be the size of the hoodoos in Bryce Canyon but they were much bigger-huge in fact! Definitely interesting.




She was so tired by the end the day she feels asleep in the middle of gnawing on this breadstick.

A breakfast waffle stop on our way to the caves. 

On our way home, we took a detour to stop at Lava Beds National Park. This was the strangest, most interesting place to me-covered in volcanic rock and ash before you hit the caves [where there are over 800 ones, some of them of course being more large and developed]. It was a different world, I've never seen anything like it. Very worth the stop! 



This was the first cave we explored, called Valentine Cave. It was long, and had spots where it was easier to rock, and more difficult and parts where you'd have to crawl, It was pitch black in their, and the kids were intrigued-but we were prepared with head lamps and it was a lot of fun. We love caving!



I love this picture of my little adventurer's. They are such good sisters, friends and daughters. They were scared of the intense darkness for a second, but eventually embraced and enjoyed it. They are the best!


A view from the other side where we came out of Valentine Cave.


The second cave we explored was called Skull Cave and was totally different then the first. Much bigger, with huge rocks and boulders and very deep. After taking several extremely steep stairs down several landings, we reached the bottom, where the floor was covered in ice. It reminded us of our caving days in Idaho-those were fun times, but definitely not toddler friendly! It was amazing!



So it was a great birthday, and a wonderful chance to spend time making it all about Daddy-we are planning on having a little party for Isla and cousin Audrey's bdays very soon, so its all win win. Life is so, so good and we are loving it!

When we were newlyweds [what feels like a million years ago] and were driving cross the country to our first apartment, we talked about things that we were looking forward to in our new life together. Adventures we'd take, places we'd go, the kids we'd have [but at that point couldn't picture!] and even the trials we'd face and how we hoped we would handle them. I remember that we spent a good long time talking about the traditions that we'd instill as part of our new family, some that we would pass on from our families, and some that would be new, and start with us.  I said I wanted our traditions to be planned and purposeful, and he said he wanted them to be natural and just kind of happen before we made it an actual tradition.  Now, fast forward 6 years later and we have a combination of these two ideals and some memories to put in every single one of those categories. And I'm feeling really happy with the result!

This weekend we put some of those traditions to work. On the 4th of July, we spent the morning at the park in Pacifica enjoying some sunshine, family, food and games. The kids loved everything from the face painting to their first ice cream cones, and randomly being able to wave their flags and shout 'Yay America! Happy Bday America!' From here, we went over to Lolo and Lola's house to meet up w Lester and his family and as usual, the feast of food was on point and it was nice to spend time hanging with family. We ended the night with one of my family traditions of fire and sparklers. I don't think I can remember a single year where we didn't do sparklers-and I always loved feeling like a part of the soul of America while I listened to the booms and watched the light emerge from my fingertips and into the sky. I don't think I realised how much that meant to me until this year, watching my kids hesitantly do it, then enthusiastically enjoying it, painting the sky, lighting up the night with their awed looks and smiles. So I'm glad they are getting a taste of this part of my childhood, and helping me to appreciate and relive it. Its a tradition we'll continue.













Then, last night we joined in one one of America's greatest traditions, and went to a baseball game. Seriously people-stuff of dreams. There was a quote on one of the stadium walls from field of dreams that said "And they'll walk out to the bleachers, and sit in shirt-sleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game, and it'll be as if they'd dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they'll have to brush them away from their faces." It goes on, but that was seriously what it was like-a moment frozen in time, at home in the bay, making and reliving memories so thick I had to brush them away from my face. It reminded of all the times I went to games as kids with my Uncles or other family members, or all the 4th of July's where we watched The Sandlot-and of all the best things in this country and this life. I walked away feeling like my soul had been lifted up-which I usually only feel through church haha. I know its silly to feel this way about a baseball game-but with some of the tragedies that have been going on in the world, its important to stop and appreciate what we do have and bask in that, even when its simple. The food was great-garlic fries, and some kinda drug laced Ghiradelli sundaes haha-so good. The games were fun-the girls got to go down the coke slide 3 times each, and hit the ball and run the bases. We even got to watch a substantial portion on the game-the girls cheered as loud as anyone, saying 'Go Giants!' and we got to see our team score multiple times. I thought for sure the girls would crash and burn by the time we got home, but they were so wired from how much fun they had that they stayed up for a while longer, and we are feeling the effects now haha. But it was awesome. 















I guess the last traditions to touch on are ones of family, adventure, friends and fun. We've been able to do all of these with a traditional once a year visit from some of the Paredes family, when we hit the Botanical Gardens and Sutro Baths. We had a lot of fun, alot of good, productive discussion and dialogue about world and personal events, and lots of cooking/baking and cleaning when they came, and it was wonderful. I feel grateful for those years in Oklahoma and the time I had to get closer to my Aunt and Uncle. 

We also visited the Japanese Tea Gardens, BBQ's, beach trips, and got to see our sweet friend Maia and Sara in the hospital, which was a treat for all of us and we can't wait till our next visit. We said good bye to some of our besties who are on their way to their next adventure in NH-we'll miss them but look forward to having pen pals.  Lastly, we've had fun doing summer hobbies, like Lester practising his smoking [Mormon style, with meats of course..] and me working on some new recipes. Its been fun!






























We've definitely created and continued many more traditions over these years [Christmas croissants and scriptures etc]-and I'm sure we'll add more in the years to come. I'm grateful every day for this life we've embarked on, and I cant wait to see what more is in store!






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