Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls (On Second Thought...)

In the midst of all the dry, desert environment in Penticton, just a short ways up the road is a great little walk along a creek and up to a waterfall -- maybe a 45 minute mini-hike (depending on the guest list, could be longer, could be shorter). The creek runs all summer and it's a beautiful little oasis. The waterfall is actually quite a doozy and then there are a series of little falls and swimming and splashing holes beneath it. Molly's Uncle Chris and fam would be happy -- they're always on the hunt for good swimming holes. Well, Molly wholeheartedly agrees that waterfalls (or anything that resembles a waterfall -- a fountain, a boat's wake, someone dumping out his or her water bottle... her definition is pretty loosey goosey) are one of the awesomenest things in the world so she was pretty much in hog heaven.

Unfortunately, for Grammy, the beginning of the walk started with a bit of an "UGH", with a sign indicating that we were smack in the middle of rattlesnake season. Grammy absolutely adores snakes...


Molly snoozed during a bunch of the walk but John woke her up for the falls and she was pretty glad that he did. Behind that binky is a grin.

And then oh boy, she was excited to stick her piggies in the water. "Piggies, water. Piggies, water. Piggies, water". (We're in a big repeating phase right now... and god help you if you can't figure out what she's saying because she'll keep chanting over and over until you figure it out).


And here is #2 at 29ish weeks (this was last weekend). All are doing pretty well and he/she is at that stage where he/she is big enough to kick pretty forcefully and small enough to be able to maneuver well enough to make everything felt. We're getting ready for baby around here, some of us by climbing into the baby's car seat and cracking up, others of us by sorting and washing clothes and other fun tasks...



We had a fairly quiet weekend this weekend. Molly took us down to the Peachfest parade and we got to see lots of floats, gymnasts, ladies of the lakes, bands -- the whole shebang. We did more piggy soaking in the lake, some yard work, and went for another nice walk (there are an incredible amount of places to trot around out here). We're getting ready for a final trip back east while #2 resides on the inside. We've got our good friends' wedding reception to attend next weekend (where DJ Jazzy JD will make a comeback) and some people to visit before we become too scarce for the next several months. We'll take a break from the dry, hot, sunny Okanagan in order to get our fill of humidity, the blissfully frigid Atlantic, and frizzy hair for a few weeks. Ah, home.

Finally, a big get well soon to Molly's cousin Becca. Nana told us about her bad fall and we're sending her lots of hugs and zerberts.