Roots

We are finally starting to feel settled here. At least I am, I should speak for Nick. Time here is going so quickly. The last few weekends I've made a huge effort to get out of the house and be outside. Though it's not going to be as cold as the good ole east coast, it's going to be wet in the winter. I keep telling myself to enjoy the sunshine and good weather while it's here. There have been a few days Kailey and I have gone to the park down the road to play on the swings and in the grass. She loves to be outside.

Standing up in the grass at the park

One weekend Nick and I drove up to Port Angeles to go to the Exchange. The Exchange here only has Navy clothing and I was wanting a onesie that said Coast Guard on it. It was quiet a drive for just a onesie, but Port Angeles is beautiful. Nick drove us to the top of Hurricane Ridge to see the view. It was amazing. Kailey wasn't too sure about the elevation rising and dropping, but she made it.

Hurricane Ridge

My friend Heather and I took Kailey out for a hike. It was probably a three mile hike when it was all said and done. It was flat the whole time, but the sun was shining and lunch was great. We stopped at the Commissary and picked up sub sandwiches. While we were eating lunch, tucked away off the path and man came down and asked if we'd seen the salmon. He then mentioned that they were spawning. When I was finished with my sandwich, I picked Sweets up and we looked over the railing and saw some pretty big salmon hanging out in the water way below. There were actually quite a few of them. I was thankful he'd walked through and said something because I may not have paid enough attention to notice them on my own.

Hiking with Heather

Last weekend we went camping. Anyone who knows Nick and I know we love camping, especially since that's how we met. We only got to go once last summer because we were so wrapped up in our pregnancy and getting read for Sweets. This year we only got one trip in too. It was pretty fun to take Kailey with us and watch her play in the dirt and watch the other kids running around. You could see the gears in her head turning; see her yearning to be up, running around with the bigger kids. Our trip was with a few people from Nick's work. We all pitched in a cooked one meal each. I love camping food. Haha.

Eating lunch while camping

Playing with the glow stick

Anyways. I'm starting to feel more settled, and feel my roots take hold of the soil below me. Life is good.