After having breakfast in a crowded common room at the hotel, we drove to International Rose Test Garden, where we walked the paths surrounded by roses. We took lots of pictures of roses and some of people with roses. Here are some pictures from the first category:

Our next objective was the food truck square at 10th and Alder Street: we bought lunch and we ate it across the street in O’Bryant Square. This is where we met Kai and Maciah (my library friends from Richland Library now living in Vancouver, WA), who also brought their parents, Kristy and Josh. The adults washed down the food with coffee at Peet’s Coffee and Tea. We had a lot of fun there with an older gentleman who drew pictures for us. The last stop was in the Waterfront Park, where everybody played. Half the crew rented a surrey and rode it around the park, while those with little kids took care of their supervising duties.

We got very busy in the Waterfront Park, especially me and Kai. The pictures below show how we took my stroller up the stairs. If you think that’s easy, think again.

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Columbia Gorge

We started pretty early today and drove all the way to Columbia Gorge to see a couple of amazing waterfalls. There was a lot of traffic and parking spots were pretty hard to find, but we were lucky every once in a while, especially next to the most beautiful waterfalls. The first waterfall we saw was the Multnomah Falls, where we hiked all the way to the bridge. I wanted to hike more, but daddy was already tired from carrying me all the way. Here are a few pictures:

After this exhausting hike, we had peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (generously provided by Roslyn) for lunch. Then we moved on to our next objective: Latourell Falls, where we stood so close to the waterfall that we got wet. On our way to Portland we stopped at the Vista House for a few pictures of the Columbia Gorge.

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My second birthday

It’s been one year since we partied on my first birthday and two years since I got into this world. This long journey had to be celebrated. I will start by thanking all my guests for coming and making me feel special on my birthday. And – of course – thank you for all the presents! Pictured below are most of the people who came to my birthday – those missing should blame daddy for not keeping up with his photography duties.

My parents decided to celebrate my birthday in Columbia Park in Kennewick. The first picture below shows the picnic tables with the Columbia river in the background. After you see this picture you most definitely realize that the theme of my birthday was the ladybug, which is my favorite bug of them all. There was a playground right next to us, where the kids spent most of their time while the adults had their boring conversations. The adults interrupted our fun to take some formal pictures (like the above ones). They made it up to us by ensuring a session of fun with soap bubbles. After we had cake and ice cream, we opened the presents, then we played some more.

Taking into account that the theme of my birthday was the ladybug, you may have figured out that my cake would also resemble a ladybug. I knew for several days that I would have a cake and I would blow the candle (mommy told me), so I was ready for the challenge. Everytime somebody asked me about my plans for my birthday, I would say something along the lines “… sing Happy Birthday, blow the candles…”

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Charbonneau Park

Charbonneau Park was built by US Army Corps of Engineers on the Snake River. More precisely, next to Lake Sacajawea, which was formed behind the Ice Harbor Lock and Dam. It is not very close, but not very far either – we drove just a little bit more than 30 minutes right after I woke up from my nap. We got into the lake, then we spent the rest of the day playing with sand: I helped daddy build the biggest sand castle that Lake Sacajawea has ever seen. We got home pretty late and I went to bed more than one hour later than usual.

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Stanley Park

The plan for this morning included packing up our belongings, checking out from the hotel, then checking out Stanley Park. We drove all around the park and stopped in several places. At Prospect Point (in the North) we admired the Lions Gate Bridge and the city of North Vancouver across the Burrard Inlet. On the East side of the island we got a glimpse of Vancouver and we saw the Totem Poles. Eventually we had to drive around the park one extra time because we missed the exit toward North Vancouver via Lions Gate Bridge.

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Lynn Canyon

There are a couple of suspension bridges close to Vancouver and daddy felt that one of them was way too expensive ($34/person) compared to the other one (free). I took my nap while daddy was driving toward the canyon. Because he trusted our GPS, we ended up at the wrong side of the canyon (if this is how you call the side with less tourists). More importantly, we had to hike much longer to get to the suspended bridge (which pretty much meant that daddy would carry me that much longer). I was not very impressed by the river, waterfall, and the bridge, but I enjoyed the long stretches of stairs and I even made a friend on the other side of the bridge.

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Queen Elizabeth Park

We heard about this gorgeous park overlooking Vancouver, so we had to go visit it. We walked around and admired the beautifully manicured grounds until we found the place offering a nice view of downtown Vancouver and of the surrounding mountains. We spent some time crossing a bridge, then watching the fountains. The conservatory seemed a little too expensive for its size, so we passed the opportunity to visit it. Here are some pictures:

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Digging in the dust

I usually go to park mainly to swing or slide, but I am ready for other activities if opportunities arise. For example, today I found a patch of sand in the grass. Mommy said it was dust, but she cannot fool me because I saw sand before. Of course, something had to be done and – luckily – I was there to take care of business. The pictures below show how I tried to eliminate the sand by spreading it all over my clothes and on the grass.

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On the big kids’ swing

Trailhead Park is the perfect place to swing. My parents try to convince me that hiking or sliding can also be fun, but I don’t buy it. And you can be sure that I make my preference known. As soon as we get out of the car, I point to the swings and I request “Swing! Swing!” (and most times I get what I want). Sometimes my parents decide to take me for a hike simply because they planned it before we had left. In these circumstances, I have to keep looking back while pointing to the swings and repeating “Swing! Swing!”. The further away we get from the swings the worse my mood gets. Today was one of those days when my nagging broke my parents desire to hike and they got back to the park to let me swing. As you can notice from the pictures below, I even graduated from the babies’ swing to the big kids’ swing.

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