Evolution of bike riding part 1

See Vienne ride a bike. Sort of. It took her a while to get warmed up, which she can't be faulted for since she's get a later start in life with bike riding. Same as potty training. And learning her ABCs. But one thing about Vienne, even though she may arrive late to the party, she's eventually the life of that same party. See the other bike riding videos below to see her evolution of bike riding skill.

Evolution of bike riding part 2

Ok, Vienne is starting to get the hang of it. It may be hard to see with the grainy quality of the video, but she's at the park and you can barely see her in the distance at the start of the video, but just keep watching for the payoff.

Evolution of bike riding part 3

Now, Vienne is a freakin' bike ridin' pro!

Bowling, bowling, bowling...rawhide!

We took Vienne bowling for the first time this past Saturday and she bowled a 67! Granted, we had the bumpers up, but the lady running the front counter said that was still a pretty good score for a 4 year old's very first game. Poppa almost broke a hundred. With bumpers. Shame on me.

Mother's Day 2015 Iris Festival

For mother's day, we had a picnic lunch at the Schriner's Iris Gardens. Vienne got to wear Pepe's Go Pro camera on her head as seen below. The small size of this video doesn't do it justice.

Wild and woolly

The weekend before Pepe headed home to Boston, we all spent the afternoon at the old mill in Salem, for the wool festival. Of course they had more activities than just wool related ones, so Vienne colored a picture, hammered a design onto a piece of leather, made a homemade jump rope, toured the oldest homestead in the Pacific NW (former home of Jason Lee), and cleaned and dyed a piece of wool!  It was very fun. 

Oregon Coast with Pepe!

Vienne's Pepe (and Danielle's dad, Dick) visited for a few weeks recently. During the visit we had to make our regular trek to the Oregon Coast. We started in Depoe Bay, ate at the famous Sea Hag restaurant, then moved onto Lincoln City, where we played on the beach. On our way home, we made the traditional stop for cheese and ice cream at the Tillamook cheese factory.