Last year for my birthday weekend we discovered a cottage up north that we loved so much that when we got back home, we went ahead and booked another stay for September. And then, when we came home from our trip last September, we went ahead and reserved May and September of the following year. Imagine our surprise when the cottage owner text me the Saturday before our stay to say that the guests scheduled (and paid in full) right before our trip had canceled, and that we could head up a week early at no extra charge. The question wasn't if we should go early or not, it was how, since Will couldn't take any extra time off of work. Several hours passed before we came up with our game plan. My brother Pat agreed to travel up with us, so that he could bring Will home in time for work on Monday and I wouldn't be stranded up north without a car for four days. By the time our game plan was in place, the car was packed and we arrived up north it was almost midnight. Opal screamed for probably three of the four hours there and I was seriously doubting our decision.
We all got a good night's sleep though, and in the morning the sun was shining and I had no regrets. We were at our happy place, and it would be over a week before we had to make the car trip back home with Opal. Our first full day there also happened to be Mother's Day and I couldn't have asked for a better day. The girls had even brought up my Mother's Day present - a book called The Seven Silly Eaters which I took out from the library every chance I got as it reminds me of my little family. After breakfast, we were excited to show Uncle Pat all of our favorite places in the one day that he had to share with us. We took him for a hike on our favorite trail by the cottage and when we arrived at the trail head, we were greeted by a large cluster of white butterflies that made the trail seem almost magical. The butterflies were everywhere, and the girls had fun getting them to land on their fingers. My brother didn't seem to mind the girls and my excited exclamations over butterflies and all of the spring wildflowers that were also in bloom.
It was a memorable hike, and we realized at the summit that we had brought along what my brother referred to himself as, "The Original Selfie Stick". His long arms took a great selfie!
After lunch we took Pat to one of our favorite beaches, and then enjoyed a take out dinner from our favorite burger place - voted best burgers in our state! Then, the inevitable goodbyes as Will and Pat packed to go home, and the reality of being four hours from anyone we knew began to set in for me and the kids. It was a tear-filled goodbye, as it was the first time any of us were going to be apart from Will for four whole days and nights (Will's hospital stays excluded because at least I could visit him then!). When we could no longer see my brother's truck on the horizon, we decided to play one of the games we brought. This was the perfect thing to cheer us up and to set the stage for our week of just us girls. The photo below in clockwise order from top left: the game that distracted us from missing Will, a photo I text to Will the next day when I desperately needed a nap with Opal and couldn't figure out how to turn a movie on for the girls (Will was able to tell us how to do it just based on the photo!), Emma cooking breakfast, the girls playing school with their dolls, Emma giving Opal some morning snuggles, Emma doing school on the front porch, and Lucy on the tree swing.
The girls was so very helpful, and truly were the only way I could have even considered going up north alone with a newborn for four days. Emma was mostly in charge of cooking, Lucy was mostly involved with Opal, and Violet helped whenever she could. I had planned for super easy meals, all of which the kids could help prepare almost completely on their own. The photos in clockwise order from top left below: Emma watching Opal, Violet, Emma and Lucy with paint kits I had gotten them for their birthdays, Opal taking a great nap so I could help the girls paint, me trying to keep the bugs from biting me as I read on the front porch swing, and finally, the girls with their paint sets.I had packed and brought up their schoolwork, as we had already taken off enough time from when Opal was born and I didn't want to extend our school year even father into the summer. The girls seemed inspired by their new surroundings and did school each morning in record time. After school was done we usually headed out on simple trips - finding a grocery store and buying fun foods for a picnic, exploring the National Park and enjoying the beach.
The bugs were really bad at the beach for most of the week, and that was a disappointment but we still found ways to have fun. All of us slept so well on our trip and I have to attribute it to the up north air, the sun and the water. Plus, it didn't hurt that the beds in the cottage were super comfy.
Since we were up north for over a week, it was the perfect time to sign up for the Junior Ranger Program at the National Park. The girls and I had fun all week exploring and accomplishing different requirements of the program and at the end of the week they were given a badge and sworn in as Junior Park Rangers. We also added another stamp to their National Park Passport books which now contain three stamps - all from the same National Park. Someday Will and I would like to visit other National Parks with them, but for now, we are definitely getting to know the one in our own state very well. And truly, is there anything better than that - to know and love deeply that which is closest to you?
The timing of our trip was perfect for the brief window in which the spring wildflowers bloom before the trees grow all of their leaves for the season and shade out the plants below. We bought a wildflower guide book at the park office, and had so much fun identifying and learning all of the names of the flowers that we saw. In no particular order, trillium, white, purple and yellow violets, dandelions, bellwort, yellow trout lily, wild strawberries, spring beauties, daffodils, Indian Pipe, and Dutchman's Breeches to name a few.
I did not have the courage or physical strength to venture out on long hikes without Will, as I could only carry Opal and was worried about if Violet tired out and we were out on a hike with no way to carry her out. That didn't stop us from going to lots of park landmarks with short, paved trails but we did plot out a hike a day for when Will joined us at the end of the week.
The bugs also cleared up by the time Will was back with us, so we were able to enjoy some great beach time.
The water was still too cold for swimming, but we still had lots of fun.
My favorite treasure from the entire trip was a rock that Violet found that she told me, "Looks just like baby toes!" Sure enough, when she lined it up with Opal's foot it was the perfect silhouette of her little baby foot! What a sweet gift that Violet gave to me, and I will keep it for always!Is there anything better than sandy, baby toes? In the above picture, Will is washing off our three oldest "babies'" toes. On our last full day up north, we met up with friends for a hike in the National Park and then shared a pizza dinner after. Our group consisted of four adults and seven little girls and despite the chilly and damp weather, we had a wonderful time.
Because of a fire ban, we were unable to enjoy nightly campfires until our very last night at the cottage. A fire, with the sunset in the background and s'mores on our hands and in our mouths with my favorite people in the entire world is the culmination of my happy place. To have Opal with us for the first time in this sacred place just added to the joy. Emma refers to the way she likes her s'mores and the way the sun casts a light on everything as it sets as, "Golden". It is our Golden Time for sure.
Our drive home is usually a somber one, as we say goodbye to this beautiful place until next time. Miraculously, Opal slept the entire four hour drive home and we capitalized on this and drove straight through. After the rough trip up, not a single one of us took that for granted as we gladly held our pee and replaced our missed lunch with snack foods scrounged up in the car! It was good to be home as I love our house and our town, and to be close again to our family and friends. It is such an interesting predicament, to love two places at once, and truly, as long as the cottage owner is willing, we will do our best to get there twice a year. And, as long as we are welcome, it is the perfect scenario for us - to enjoy this beautiful place and not have to worry about the cost or upkeep. Truly, the ability to have no responsibilities while we are there is probably the underlying reason it is such a wonderful recharge for us. So, until next time sweet cottage, we will be dreaming of you!