A couple more birthday parties for Chilkoot. One for mostly theater friends at Sky Zone (trampolines and other jumpy stuff). Sometimes the two kids had fun together, sometimes Chilkat felt the need to isolate herself. We also had a family birthday party, with Chilkoot’s favorite Polish pastry and pizza and cake. Chilkoot got a fancy controller for the Wii.
KrisDi got a crack in her windshield, which sparked an interesting thing with Subaru being sued because of faulty glass used in her year of Ascent. We ended up paying some out of pocket, but with fancy optical safety equipment things like this are expensive as fuck now.
Kids had a one-week-summer-camp Kettleworks thing with the Emperor’s New Clothes. Chilkoot was the emperor, Chilkat was Lady Voluble.
We went camping at Colonial Creek, which is something of an offshoot from Lake Diablo. Lots of photos, but not much specific to say. Beautiful site. Chilkat got to own a boat for a while (someone abandoned it with a note, so I let her claim it, captain it momentarily, and then re-abandon it), we explored a wrecked boathouse, I taught Chilkoot to make mud butter, I let the kids climb under a bridge (inspiring a fantastic new comparison: “Mom’s the parent that won’t let us do anything unsafe, but will pay for anything we want; Dad’s the parent who won’t pay for anything but will let us do anything fun no matter how dangerous” — this isn’t actually what was said, but kind of the gist of the quote). We stopped at a scenic overlook for beautiful views of Lake Diablo before we left.
We had a trucknic shortly after that trip — KrisDi had a work trip to Utah.
I remember teaching you and the brothers to make mud butter up at the lake. It works better if you’re in a muddy spot near the shore–I hope you did that and he was just rinsing off!