Duthie Hill Park is the magical outcome of what a county and a non-profit organization can build together when creative minds are determined to get their community outdoors. This mountain-biking park boasts 120 acres of wooded forest, rolling terrain and well-draining soil. It’s built for mountain-bikers, by mountain-bikers and it’s incredible from start to finish… and I’m rolling with a 4 year old! Beckett is completely obsessed! He’ll ride these trails for hours. Our favorite trails are Bootcamp (a pretty large loop) and Honey Badger (a much smaller loop). Both

Snow poured down on the PNW mountains this year, early and in abundance. You may think then, that it would be very easy to find a perfectly good sledding hill somewhere in those mountains. It is not. Driving to the snow takes (maybe) an hour, finding that hill, close to another hour. It just doesn’t make any sense. We always find something, but feel like we settle for less than the ideal. This year, after getting kicked off one hill and basically trespassing on another, I decided to book reservations

Something fantastic has happened. I can actually let Beckett play with kiddos his own age, while only loosely supervising, and they don’t kill themselves or each other. It’s amazing! That “oh no, it’s too quiet” moment that would send you scrambling, sprinting… (poof) gone. More signs that my boy, is a baby no more. Visiting the desert is so wonderful because Beckett can just be a 4-year-old kid. He gets dirty, explores, wanders and pretends to be a cowboy. His “desert cousins” are the perfect ages, and they’ll play happily

I think New York is always a good idea. The fact that I have never been there during the holiday season is beyond me. Now that I have, I don’t know how I’ll ever not kick off the season with a visit. Hello, Christmas Spirit! I totally invited myself on my best friend’s trip that she had planned with her husband. Thankfully, they were ok entertaining a third wheel and the hubs gave me a green light, taking over the parenting department for the weekend. And let’s be honest, you

I had so many amazing ideas for our stay in Tampa. Then we got sick. I came down with an ever-morphing cold that completely stole my voice and countless hours of sleep. My babe fought with a stomach flu that robbed his energy and his tolerance for mommy’s adventures. The hubs, living in our tiny petri dish, prayed he wouldn’t catch one thing or the other. So despite having a bunch of amazing plans, we did nothing but enjoy the sun, the sand between our toes and some really yummy

I’d been so excited for this trip because I felt we had unfinished business in Orlando. I wanted the babe to experience classic Disney, and I knew I’d take him to the Magical Kingdom this time around. I didn’t know I’d be able to squeeze in two days there, but am thankful to have not forced the single, super-duper-long, marathon day. And, if I’m being honest, two days of Cinderella’s Castle and Main Street dressed up for the holidays was A-OK with me. Mosaic art in Cinderella’s Castle

We’d had our fill of sunshine (sounds crazy, right?!) and needed a less-expensive option between theme park days. We found it at Splitsville. This bright and bustling bowling alley in the middle of Disney Springs took care of all the details and got you bowling in a jiffy. I always get frustrated trying to figure out how to work the machine where you enter player information, don’t get me started on maneuvering the bumpers (is that the technical term?). Our names were entered and bumpers were programmed to come down

Orlando, we meet again. Thank you for luring us out of the cold and rain (record-breaking rain), we needed a dose of Vitamin D and you’re just what the doctor ordered. Beckett loves staying in hotels, he often asks to move into one. I don’t blame him, I mean, I wish! What I wouldn’t do for fresh linens and room service every day, mmm… Beckett loves them for elevators, key cards, vending machines and most-importantly, the pool. The Hilton Orlando Bonnet Creek was awesome. Had there not been a zillion

As part of Grandma’s birthday outing, we also visited the Chihuly Garden and Glass exhibition in Seattle. A first for myself, and… WOW! I always thought the free viewing you get from the Space Needle and the sneak peaks from around the building were enough to, sort-of, not pay to see what was inside. I was very wrong. Had I not been with an impatient 4-year-old, I could have spent hours here. It’s one of those unbelievable spaces that makes you appreciate art and this man’s interpretation of it. Spectacular!

I have always said that on a bright, sunny day, Seattle, is one of the most beautiful cities I’ve ever seen. I just love all the water! That water also makes for some of the most, horrendous traffic I’ve ever seen. But on a perfect day, the silver lining of the pain-staking, slow commute is the view, and it doesn’t disappoint. Not even from the freeway. Grandma was visiting for the first time in nearly a decade from Minnesota and I wanted to do something with her that would be

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