Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Double Grandpa

This past weekend we took a trip to Oregon to make some introductions. Yes, we happened to coordinate it with blueberry picking season, but we'll get to that in a minute.
When we found out that Katie was pregnant with Cecilia, we could hardly wait to give some bright news to our families, especially my grandparents, who had both been facing some long odds on still being around when she was born. It was a great experience just telling them that they would finally be great grandparents in a matter of months. However, the challenge was they had to still be here when she came. Needless to say, they are still with us, my grandmother having beaten cancer (again!) and my grandfather seeming to get even better after a few mini strokes. So it was this weekend when we were finally able to introduce Grandpa Ritchie to his great granddaughter. I don't think I've seen a bigger smile come across his lips in years when we walked in the door with her. This is a cute one of him engaging with her.


He says he's now finally a "double grandpa."
We visited Renee and Doc on the way out of town in Silverton. Renee has the baby touch and she was able to make C giggle. Unfortunately, she also puked all over Katie who had to take a shower.

We also were able to stay a night with Cherice and Wes outside of Portland in their new house. They haven't put the A/C unit in the house yet, and we picked the week of the heat wave to visit. Luckily it cooled down nicely at night. Saturday morning we went to the U-pick blueberry farm to go picking. The bushes and berries were small and so was our time to pick because the child refused to take her morning nap.

The biggest bonanza, however, was outside of Submilmity. The bushes were laden and the berries were ripe and for some reason no one else was there. I picked 25 pounds of berries in an hour and a half from about 6 bushes while the baby was sleeping. I'm sure you can tell we love blueberries.

Finally, to end our trip, our flight was delayed by 40 minutes, which gave us a chance to eat lunch before we flew home. Cherice and Wes introduced us to an Oregon institution called Burgerville. "Fresh, local, sustainable" is what they call it. I call it "fresh, tasty and sweet Walla Walla." Check out these monster onion rings. At a buck a ring they ain't cheap, but oh so worth it.

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