Lopez Juggling Festival

My favorite event almost didn't happen this year.  Or, shall I say that we almost didn't make it.  Since we moved down to Portland, the trip up to Lopez island has become much more of an undertaking.  Driving 6 hours with a Toddler can be a nightmare, and that is why you pray that he will sleep in the car.  Otherwise that 6-hour trip might turn into a 12-hour trip with stops every hour or so.

But that wasn't the hardship that we had this year.  Dustin decided to get sick the week before the trip, and not the standard runny-nose that all toddlers get.  Dustin had a fever, which meant that he stayed home from day care and spent many long nights unable to get comfortable.  Jessica and I were both looking forward to this trip, but the struggles over the week had us rethinking this plan.

We planned to drive up to Seattle on Thursday night, and finish the trip on Friday.  Remember the 6 hours turning into 12.   But Dustin was just not up for it, and we decided to cancel the trip on Thursday night.  We were sad, but we hoped the weekend would still be fun in Portland.

The next morning we woke up at 7am.  This was a god send considering that we didn't wake up once all night.  Dustin wasn't even up yet.  Something was going on, and then we heard Dustin.  He was just happily playing in his crib, and Jessica and I looked at each with the same thought, "Load up the car, we're going".  Sure enough, by 9am we were out the door.  Okay it was 10, but give us credit for getting out the door that quick.

The weekend went off without a hitch.  Dustin slept most of the way on the drives both there and back.  He loved watching all the juggling and running around playing with all the other kids.  I got my juggling in, and mom got to be mom without a fussy baby.  And the food ... what more can be said?