That night went really well. Cedrik snuggled!! That never happens and was incredibly amazing. We watched HGTV which we haven't done in years and it was fun. The next morning we went and had breakfast in Clarkston, Washington (Lewsiton, Clarkston: Lewis and Clark...get it? Jordan had to point that out to me.). It wasn't very good either. They do have a run down train in the middle of town that Cedrik LOVED.
The next week we had to go back. We had our camera this time. We had mexican food at a restaurant that had great reviews online and we had amazing cheese enchiladas. We played at the train and Cedrik and Freddie loved cruising around it and touching everything. Freddie especially loved the rocks on the ground and he really likes to be outside. The next morning we had waffles. I had buckwheat and Cedrik had a regular one. Jordan had hashbrowns with salsa, mushrooms, onions and peppers. They were really good. So the second trip went much better. We had better food to eat and better food to eat in the car. The novelty of being in the car for such a long period of time two weeks in a row wore off but the boys were still really good. Before we left we walked across the bridge and Cedrik loved this. He loves anything that has to do with construction or moving things (trains especially). He loved watching the ducks and geese in the water. He also got to watch Dora the Explorer which for some reason he loves even though he has only watched it about 2 other times--he was asking to watch it before I had even decided he could watch anything and I didn't know if that was on or even that he remembered the show! His memory is really good.
There were so many trains on the way up there (and tracks and trestles) so Cedrik loved watching them and counting the cars. This is how he counts "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, 13, 16, 17, 16, 17, 16, 17, 16, 17!!!" His voices gets really high when he says the last 16 and 17. It is SO cute.
He loves Thomas. So, every train is named Thomas. |
It was windy. |
We were looking at yet another train at the bottom of the hill. |
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