So clearly it's been awhile since I've posted anything on the blog. But, here's the deal, I had all three kiddos home and well, chaos ensued. Now that school has started, it should be a little better and easier to post (in theory that is).
For our last hoorah before school started, we went camping on Mt. Hood. It definitely had some highs and lows but over all a great trip. I also had the most epic frontier experience. We stayed on the Zigzag River, which if you don't know is part of the Oregon Trail, part of the Barlow pass. Mac, being Mac, stole some bacon off the picnic table and proceeded to eat it, then gag. He panicked and well when Mac panics he starts throwing up. We were both covered. I peeled off our layers and realized I didn't want it in the tent or the car for the next two days.
In comes the river. I took the clothes down to the river bank to wash them, but with out a sponge I had to use a rock and scrubbed the clothes against another rock with the soap we did fortunately have. And there you have it, I'm on the Oregon Trail, in the Zigzag River, scrubbing clothes between two rocks. Note: Mac threw up on the only jacket I brought so Clay ended up buying me a new Columbia fleece for our Anniversary.
