Thursday brought more adventuring and time with family. First off, we headed down through the Skagit flats, via Farm-to-Market Road (possibly the best name of a road ever) for a picnic at Padilla Bay.
After saying good-bye (too brief a visit!), we took off for Hovander Park while Grace snoozed in the car. Grace was still asleep when we got there so Dad and I took a walk while Steve stayed with Grace. After we checked out the animals, a woman with two kids trailing behind her ran up to us asking we knew where to find a ranger. When we asked if she needed help, she said she had dropped her car keys and the pig ate them. The kids were crying and saying "we'll never be able to get inside our house!" We were pretty sure this would be the end of the pig when the keys sliced his intestines, but in the end the pig had just munched on the keys and spit them out, destroying the fob. I assume the kids were able to get into their house eventually. Dad and I kept snickering, imaging when Mark was a ranger there and picturing him climbing into the pig pen to retrieve the keys.
Eventually the action was over and Grace woke up. She was quite delighted by the animals
Turkeys and chickens!
Then we headed over the playground. Grace had so much fun playing with Pop and climbing everything (currently her favorite activity) and then insisted on climbing everything in bare feet. Because everything is more fun when you're flirting with the threat of splinters.
We taught Grace how to play hide-and-seek. She had a fairly loose grasp of the rules, but we all had fun.
Grace always adores spending time with Pop.
We headed back to town for pizza at Chichetti's, a Bellingham institution (it had probably been a million years since the last time I went there!). Oh, long Washington summer days! How I love thee.
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