My girls are having a sleepover tonight, actually for the whole weekend. The girls have spent weeks planning this shin-dig! They have made menus and check lists of all they plan to accomplish before their little friends are handed back over to their parents at Church on Sunday. This morning while the girls were working on some schoolwork I made a cover for their little antique ironing board. Then we found a bucket that they can use for their laundry. Next we are going to try to hang a clothesline in their attic bedroom. Their American Girl dolls need clean and pressed laundry you know!
My family and I just arrived back home from a week long trip to visit my mom in Montana. It's a 12 hour drive. And a drive with a whining dachshund. I kid you not, the little princess cried almost the entire way there, and almost the entire way back. We tried everything we could think of but the girl just doesn't like riding in the car. I'll have pictures of the little furry bundle of joy riding in the car later... you're just lucky we didn't let her 'go back to the wild' at a rest stop... I'm kidding!!! But just take a moment to imagine the high pitched whining coming from the back seat. Close your eyes and take it all in. Please feel my pain. TWELVE hours.
Ok moving on. So, as you can imagine I took 696 pictures on my trip. And it was THE most beautiful trip. It really was. I'm going to have to spread the trip photos over a few posts. I think my favorites were of the oldest building in Idaho. A lovely Spanish mission. It was amazing. But, I'm going to go in chronological order so I'll show you one of the most beautiful places in Oregon first. Multnomah Falls. The very place where my wonderful husband got down on one knee and asked me to be his bride 14 years ago. We got to show the girls that very spot, it was sweet. Even though I was on edge from the first two and a half hours of dachshund whining.
That's the spot where my husband proposed. I love that spot.
It's a beautiful walk up to the bridge.
Oh look, my husband and the whiner. Sorry, I know I'll get over it someday. She is a precious angel who can really do no wrong. Except for when she eats cat poo that she finds in the front yard maybe.
Looking down from the bridge. Leaned over the edge to take this shot. It was scary.
After our quick stop at the gorgeous falls we were back on the road. I can still hear the sound of the rushing water, and feel the cool shade on that warm summer day. It almost calmed my nerves to face more hours of Rosie's high pitched whining... almost.
More to share soon. Have a wonderful weekend my friends. I'm off to make sleepover food, and maybe pick some blackberries for jam. xoxo