Four months old this week!
Well, Evie is four months old now. She is still awesome, and just as opinionated as ever.
We went camping with Kathleen’s parents last weekend at Taidnapam Park. Taidnapam is famous locally for its trout and kokane fishing. Unfortunately, the fishing was off for some reason. We (Ryan and Kathleen’s Dad) fished from the bridge all afternoon on Saturday and all morning on Sunday. Kathleen fished part of Saturday afternoon as well. The bridge was packed from one end to the other with fisherfolks. In all that time we saw maybe a dozen fish caught.
The highlight of the fishing was when we watched a mom showing her two children, a boy and a girl, how to fish. She had taken them fishing with their little dollar general fishing rods. The girl’s had “Frozen” princesses on it, and the boy’s had “Spiderman” on it. They were just casting and reeling from the bank, and, much to their surprise, the boy’s bobber was taken straight to the bottom. In the five minute battle that ensued his mom operated that little plastic spiderman pole like a pro and hauled in a 20 inch trout! Then she stood there on the bank holding the fish with a “now what” look on her face.
Someone called down, “Hey, do you have a stringer or anything to put it on?”
She yelled back, “No, we don’t have a stringer or bucket or anything. Do you want it? I didn’t plan on catching anything.”
They gladly took the fish off her hands.
I kept telling Jerry (my Father-in-law) we shouldn’t have shown up quite so prepared. The fish know when you aren’t ready for them. That’s when they bite.
Most of Evie’s time was spent exploring nature and hanging out with Grandma and Great-Grandma at the camper. (We lived in a tent ourselves, but the in-laws like a camper).
Evie loves being outside. Seriously. Most days she gets cranky and out of sorts unless we take her out on the deck or the back yard, or put her in the carrier and walk around the neighborhood. I am not even joking. She can be bawling her eyes out, but step out the back door and she stops crying almost instantly and just stares at the trees and bushes and sky and in a few minutes she is all smiles. It is like magic.
We have no idea what we are going to do with her in the winter when it is raining all the time. Probably invest in a rain canopy or something and stick it in the lawn and put her under it in a play pen. Who knows?
Well, if she is going to be a Washington girl, she had better learn to like Washington weather. It ain’t always sunshine and roses, but when it is, it is gorgeous.
During the summer we are planning on taking her on lots more camping/hiking trips, so she should have plenty of time to enjoy the nice weather before the drizzle starts again after the State Fair in September. But there is something nice about the cold and damp. You can wear flannel and drink tea (at the same time) without overheating, if you leave the windows open.
Kathleen is shaking her head. She gets cold in the summer time, except when she was pregnant with Evie. Evie is a little heater. I swear her feet are sweatier than Ryan’s!
Evie says, “What is it? Only one way to find out! Nom, nom, nom!” Enjoying the campfire with Grandpa and Great-Grandma. Grandpa had trouble keeping the hat on her head because she likes to pull it off, but we got this picture before she did. She was super fascinated with the V8 bottle. It was so beautiful and brightly colored… she just had to eat it! Camping is hard work!
The above picture was taken the day after we left. Jerry made sure to message it to both of us and tell us that they had figured out the bait combination to make the fish bite: one small lump of pink powerbait, a chunk of worm, and a piece of shrimp dyed pink.
Holy Fussy Fish, Batman! What do they think this is, a five star restaurant where the chef kills you and fries you if you like his cooking?
Actually, if you look at it from that point of view, I would be picky too. I wouldn’t take a nibble unless the food was to die for.