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April 2019 Part I

KrisDi left town and visited San Diego for work. She had training. That left me alone with the kids. Of course, we had a trucknic.

We went down to Medford, OR to visit our friends for their daughter’s 7th birthday. Piñata, cotton candy, tons of food, and lots of beer. On our way home, we stopped in Portland. We tried to eat at Great Notion, but it was too busy, so we went for ice cream and sandwiches.

Chilkat started gymnastics. This is a new class, closer to home, with a more demanding teacher who takes it more seriously. Chilkat actually was supposed to do specific things, practice, and try to do them right. It was hard for her, but she did a really good job, I think.

We got to go to a baseball game — I think KrisDi’s work got tickets. It was cool to see Felix versus Verlander.

KrisDi decided to start repainting the walls in the house. Of course, I was still too broken at the start of this to do anything besides sit on the couch and cheerlead.

Chilkoot has been reading more and more — he’s not loving it the way his sister currently loves it, but he’s definitely making progress.

Chilkat lost another tooth — she was brushing or flossing and bonked the loose tooth, causing it to bleed, causing her to freak out. I managed to convince her that the best thing to do at that stage was to just take the tooth out, so we did. I think that was her 5th — bottom, left of the front two. Incisor, maybe? I think she named the new tooth that’s coming in “Sixlet.”

G False Alarm tried to organize a birthday outing for me, but he couldn’t make it. So I went out with HB and the Pope. We managed to visit eight different breweries, walking from the first one, ending up at a bar. The Pope may have been somewhat inebriated before we were done for the night. It was a good time. Also, we ate meat and cheese from a vending machine.

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March 2019

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Man, going back through these photos, March was a busy month. I guess I usually split a month into two posts, but I didn’t have very many photos so I just made one album, which leads me to one post…anyway…

Chilkat apparently had a bad day.

Chilkat sold a bunch of girl scout cookies. She had an assigned day standing out in front of the QFC assaulting passersby. Luckily, her little brother was an easy mark.

KrisDi stubbornly ran her 15K with T Dog. Remember — she had already injured her hip flexor while training in the snow, which she then agitated by continuing to train in Florida. She could barely walk after the 15K. She has started going to physical therapy, and I think she’s getting better now, but it’s been rough for her. I was not cruel enough to record a video of her walking with a horrible limp.

Weesh’s family came out here. I can’t remember the real reason — maybe Weesh’s uncle’s birthday or something? Anyway, they came over to our house and had dinner with us, and we got to hang with them. They’re always fun. KrisDi made a nice dinner.

KrisDi and I had a date day. It was for my birthday. We went around from brewery to brewery and ate foods. It was fun. KrisDi got to go and hang out with the Weesh, too.

Chilkat’s 2nd grade concert happened. Chilkoot decided he needed to dress nicely for the occasion, so he wore his old suit, which is now so small on him he could barely move. “It’s OK. I won’t have to move my arms.” KrisDi gave Chilkat some flowers afterwards, and she was super cute. So was my wife, for that matter.

Chilkoot’s kindergarten did the leprechaun trap thing. I don’t think they caught that rascally leprechaun.

We took Miss K out to dinner again. We took her to one of my favorite places (which I would recommend purely on the beer or purely on the food — both excellent). We got her to try a bunch of different beers and tried to teach her a little about beer styles. At least she’s adventuresome. It seems likely I’ll be taking her to a Pietasters concert without my wife, who will be out of town.

Chilkat’s brownie troop had a tea etiquette event. Evidently, she did not enjoy the tea so well. But, she got a new badge and she got to try a variety of teas.

KrisDi and Chilkoot went to the Mommy / Son Super Hero Dance way up north again, so Chilkat and I got to have Daddy Daughter Day. We went to the zoo, we went out for lunch and ice cream, we went to a movie. We had a good time.

I have no idea what triggered this, but approximately nine months after the fact the kids decided to finally finish last year’s Father’s Day birdhouses. The very day they were working on this, a bird moved into the 2016 birdhouse (our first tenant!), and then it moved into one of the 2017 ones.

Finally, KrisDi decided to start repainting the walls, which is nice because it covers up the dirt and scrapes that decorated our house. Unfortunately, somehow she caught one of her pinkie toes on the stairs and maybe broke it. Which is great when she’s still trying to recover from the hip flexor thing.

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Videos of Chilkoot

Alarm Clock

Chilkoot wanted a digital clock, so I got him one. Then he learned it had an alarm, and really wanted to try it out. So, we set the alarm for when we normally get him up on a school day, and then we took a video when it went off. Might want to turn up screen brightness if you want to be able to see him.


He’s starting to read for real!

Playing on the playground

There is probably a reason that we get calls from the nurse a lot.

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February 2019 Part III

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The day after Chilkat’s birthday, her fever went down a lot. Not gone, but much better. I also broke Dad’s cornbread pan — he has one of those flat-top electric stoves; it was being used as a counter; I must have somehow brushed the knob that turned on an element, which heated up and shattered the glass pan (and didn’t quite ignite the leftover cornbread). It’s lucky we were home and close enough to the stove to hear the glass and go investigate.

Dad has a smaller motorboat in addition to his big sailboat. We took a little cruise around the canals in Punta Gorda, and both kids got to steer. They also fought stupidly about who got to steer. I would have been happy tying a 25 foot rope to one, and 50 foot to the other, and towing them behind the boat.

Of course, we spent more time in the pool. This is probably about the time Krisdi started using it for physical therapy for her leg — stretching and bending it without having too much weight on it.

We left the kids with Dad and Peggy to go beer shopping at Captain’s Liquor and Wine, about a 25 minute drive from Dad’s, and found some nicely exotic beers (versus those we could find in every Publix in the state). One in particular I’ve been seeking for about 6-8 years…just sitting on the shelf (it was delicious). I also picked up Hopslam, which is weird to drink as a “hanging out in the pool” beer. After this little shopping trip, Dad was worried that we were going to abandon beer in his house.

The next day, we went on the big boat. Motored through the canals out into the bay, where Dad took us around under sail and we had picnic (or bicnic or boatnic) of fried chicken, ice cream, and beer (not for the kids). As we sailed along, a number of dolphins came up alongside us and jumped and splashed, delighting the kids (and adults, even though they didn’t cooperate nicely with the photographer).

The next day, we visited Gatorama. There are, unsurprisingly, a lot of alligators, crocodiles, and on-theme things, as well as some other stuff. They even have two of the world 108 albino alligators. And Chilkoot got to hold one of them. He was a bit freaked out about it, but it was pretty amusing. There were lots of neat things to see. I recommend looking through the pictures, or visiting yourself.

On our way back to Dad’s, we went to Babcock Ranch. We had lunch at a nice farm-to-table taphouse there. It’s apparently an interesting place — all solar or something like that.

Our last day was a visit to the beach. The kids enjoyed playing in the waves (after Chilkat got over the fact that there is sand at the beach — sand at the beach! The humanity!). We all got sunburn to varying degrees. We brought home bags of shells. Afterward, KrisDi made lasagna as a “thank you for everything” dinner. It was delicious.

We traveled home the next day. Same routine of dropping off the kids and KrisDi off while I returned the rental car. Too bad to let that third row seating go…anyway, the way home was mostly uneventful. The Houston airport was interesting — there were hundreds, possibly thousands of iPads all over the airport, from which you could order food and drinks from nearby restaurants.

Finally, we got home. School was the next day, of course. Chilkat had a dentist appointment to take care of a cavity (which was actually two cavities), and by KrisDi’s account, she was a terrible drag about it.

We got Chilkat’s girl scout cookies, and she came into my office to deliver them. Chilkat and Chilkoot both left notes for the people not present to receive their orders, and a couple more people made new orders when they saw her delivering.

All told, for more than three weeks, between snow days and delays and vacation, the kids had one and only one full day of school. Chilkat adjusted pretty well back to the routine, but Chilkoot has been struggling. We’ve had more shouting matches, and he’s had more meltdowns. I loved this picture of him sleeping like he got knocked the fuck out. One particular night, I was sitting on one couch, and he was sitting on the other. We both had headphones on — but I could hear his. We had a small row about whether or not it was possible to watch videos at a lower volume and whether he would survive the boredom of not watching anything. I sent him to calm down in his room, and when I went back up to check on him…well, he was knocked the fuck out.

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February 2019 Part II

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This section starts with a trip to Florida. We flew on Southwest from SEATAC to DFW to Orlando. I dropped the wife and kids and baggage off at the airport, then dropped off the rental car (Trent is still in the shop), and took my dainty little sub-ten-pound backpack through security to meet the family. SEA-DFW was pretty challenging for my back. We ate Whataburger in the airport and I found a bench to lie on before our second leg. I left KrisDi with the kids to get the baggage while I picked up the FL rental car (incidentally, same car, different color) and drove back to pick them up.

Then we met Dad and Peggy for dinner at a Yardhouse close to the hotel. I dropped the family off at the hotel and went with Dad to a Wal Mart to find a stroller (so I could push a backpack and be useful). When we came back, I learned that Chilkoot had, 30 seconds after being told by his mother to stop running around, run full speed into a full length sliding closet door mirror and broke it. I told the front desk children, who looked at me blankly, and said, “Uhhhh…I guess…we’ll have to…tell the manager…in the morning?” OK, bro, that’s fine. I’ve done my job. You get to decide whether you’ll do yours. We haven’t heard from the hotel, except to ask us to complete a survey (5/5 stars — let me trash the room free of charge).

The next morning we had a crappy hotel continental breakfast and went to Universal Studios with Dad and Peggy. As far as I know, KrisDi and the kids had a good time. Although the first ride was not friendly to kids Chilkoot’s size, and he had to wait for almost an hour with me. Chilkat and Chilkoot were instantly warmed up to Dad and Peggy, which I was a little worried about — Chilkat’s only seen them a couple times, and I don’t think Chilkoot had met Peggy before. I couldn’t ride anything (“pre-existing back condition” disclaimer on everything), so for the most part I was responsible for waiting to be told where to go and then pushing a backpack in a stroller there. I lay down to rest my back while the family was in a long line a few times, which probably earned me some puzzled stares. I listened to the Wheel of Time audio books. A bird crashed into my foot.

I don’t have a lot specific to say about it — we had a funny experience with Spiderman. Chilkat happily posed for a picture with him, but Chilkoot decided it was too scary (or he already had a picture with him or something), and wasn’t interested…but Spiderman followed him out, picked him a flower, and tried to make friends.

That night, Dad and Peggy went back to the hotel, and we picked up drive-through dinner at a Chick-Fil-A and drove to the Legoland Beach Resort.

KrisDi went running in the morning (despite an already sore hip flexor), we went to the Legoland breakfast buffet, and then we drove the ~1.5 miles to the park for a day of Lego-themed revelry. Sadly, again, the first choice ride was not friendly to kids Chilkoot’s size, so he had to sit and pout with me for 30-45 minutes waiting.

Overall, the kids had a good time again. Again, I spent time lying down and varying positions and listening to audio books. They got to ride the same ride like 5 times in a row with a short wait in between, which is not bad. We had turkey legs and mini corn dogs for lunch.

As with our previous Legoland California visit, I think the kids enjoyed all the miniature cities as much as (or more than) the rides. For me…it was hot.

Afterward, we went out for dinner at a place called Harry’s Old Place. We had gator bites (the kids even tried them), I ordered dolphin (at least that’s what the menu said, but I’ve heard that usually ‘dolphin’ is mahi mahi). We drank silly drinks (like my Mermaid).

That night, after discovering for some reason that KrisDi’s sock melted into her nail polish, we played in the pool. KrisDi and I drank stupid drinks, the kids played, Chilkoot made “minions“, and everyone had a good time. Chilkat started to show a fever, but not much.

The next morning, Chilkoot’s calendar birthday, we decided we didn’t need to go back to Legoland, and after breakfast we drove down to Punta Gorda to visit Dad. Chilkoot threw up in the rental car (booster seat is much better to clean up than full-blown car seat). We hosed down part of the car and dowsed the rest in Febreze. We got take out food from Callaloo, played in Dad’s pool, and Chilkat’s fever hit 103.9. That was sufficient to warrant a trip to the drug store for acetaminophen and ibuprofen, which got her temperature under control.

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