Grandpa was excited to find out that a kit aircraft company he likes is in Aurora, Oregon – a town close to where we live. So we went there for a visit!
It just so happened that a factory tour was about to start. After seeing a bunch of the parts in their warehouse, we got to see some of their planes.
I even got to go in the cockpit.
I liked moving the flaps on this one.
This was my favorite plane overall: the RV-10.
This was the last one. It was cool, too!
Grandma and Grandpa came to visit and arrived on Grandpa’s birthday.
I was already asleep by then, but the next day, we went to Lake Oswego to look at apartments. They’re thinking about living here for part of the year!
Then they took me to a toy store in Portland called Hammer and Jacks. I got to pick out this awesome marble run.
At night, we gave Grandpa his present. I was especially excited for him to read his card because I think it’s the funniest thing ever.
On my last full day in Los Angeles, I was worn out from a very full week.
But it was the day I invited three old friends to come play with me at Shane’s Inspiration playground.
The first to arrive was Sebastian!
We got right to juice drinking and cupcake decorating.
The little boy behind Sebastian is his new brother, Charles.
Then Veronica came and joined us at the decorating table.
Last but not least, Andy arrived and we compared sandy hands.
Andy’s sister, Nicholena, was just a baby when we left three years ago.
After decorating our cupcakes, it was time for me to blow out the candles on my self-decorated cake. It was fun seeing all of my old buddies again!
After hanging out with my friends, I went out to ice cream with Uncle Mike and Aunt Sarah. For some reason, I wrote numbers on their palms.
And drew airplanes and amusement parks before having to say goodbye.
I’m getting to be a pro at these early morning departures from Boston back to home.
Thanks for having us, Grandma and Grandpa! And for driving us to the airport in the middle of the night!
On the day before Thanksgiving, we headed to The Barn Cafe in Claremont, NH. Grandpa owns this building with his buddy, Gene. And Josh, the cafe’s owner, turned it into a friendly little place.
But, most importantly…we found out which way it is to Vermont!
On Thanksgiving Day, I went out in the snow and braved the cold. (It was REALLY cold.)
And on our last day before leaving, we visited Gene in Claremont and he put me to work in his drafting office.
Hello again, airport! Just a little excited to see airplanes all around me as I head east to see Grandma and Grandpa for Thanksgiving.
As is often the case, I just decide I’m going to say hello to the pilots before I board. And no one ever stops me!
Goodbye, Cascade Mountains.
Adios, North Dakota.
Hello, Boston Logan International Airport!
On our final day in New Hampshire, we went out to breakfast and Hugs had a great time frolicking outside.
After breakfast, we went out to the lake.
I got all geared up for a big outing on the inflatable kayak. I named the boat Chillo. I named Grandpa’s other kayaks Lenny and Dottie.
After Mommy, Daddy, and I all went out, Grandpa took it for a spin, too.
When we got back home, Grandma read me a story as we began to wind down for our trip back to Portland.
We headed toward the Atlantic Ocean on a little road trip to Portsmouth, NH. I had to take Hugs because she loves long rides!
We walked the streets and I sat on them, too.
Because Daddy can’t leave a small town without visiting their bookstore, we ended up in RiverRun Bookstore where I found a cool map of Portsmouth.
Today we walked down through the forest to the edge of Grandma and Grandpa’s property, where a kayak was waiting for us.
I was all outfitted and ready to go!
First I went with Mommy…
…then with Daddy. I helped both of them paddle.
When we were finished kayaking, I helped Grandma make brownies. My job was to stir the batter 50 times!
We crossed over to Vermont to visit the Montshire Museum of Science on a rainy day.
My favorite things there were the spinning table…
…a ball floating on a gust of air…
…and the elevator, of course.
Then we headed back to New Hampshire to visit Left Bank Books, just as we do every year. My favorite part was the stairs.
