Danny and Daddy flew out to Portland on Thursday. Mommy was, unfairly, left at home . . . on bedrest.
After an uneventful flight out, we hit the Oregon Zoo first thing in the morning. Danny moved through the habitats like he was on a time limit. It was tough to take pictures, but we got some good polar bear action. Maybe they liked how cold it was that morning.
We drove to Ida and Miki's house and Danny fell asleep. 
I thought it was all jet lag, but it turned out he had a fever! I don't know how he made it through that freezing morning at the zoo like that, but he spent the next 20 hours in bed, watching Ice Age: Dawn of Dinosaurs. Some tylenol and motrin pepped him up the next day. We took a walk to the neighborhood creek with the cousins. He threw so many rocks his arm hurt.
Danny had an epic meltdown later that evening. DKV is not going to soon forget it. He seems to have recovered by Sunday, when we went to Mt Hood to try out skiing. Here is the intrepid Hawkins on skis for the first time. He asked for skis and "sticks"; we got them for him and off he went. He never asked how to ski, or what he was supposed to do; he just started going. Amazing. After going up a long uphill trail, he declared he was tired and I carried him back down to the car.
No meltdowns tonight, and I'm hoping for another good day tomorrow.
2 comments:
Thanks for this daddy. Poor old mom has been thirsty for some fresh images of her boy.
And you won't be the only one slow to forget that meltdown... it was memorable even from afar!
I heard that event that Big Danny won't forget is little Danny's punch to the privates.
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