Labor Day Weekend 2011

Another Labor Day weekend has come and gone.

The kids and I spent our second weekend in a row on the sand and in the water at LBC.

One thing’s for certain — summer ain’t over.

Aside from Ella’s birthday party on Saturday afternoon (more), the kids and I spent the better part of our waking hours on the sand and in the water at the Laurelhurst Beach club. That makes something to the tune of twenty-five hours at the beach over the last two weekends. The mercury’s supposed to reach the mid eighties all week next week, too, so no doubt more sand time is on the way.

Not bad for a town with weather so bad it made the Moellers leave. (More.)

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Who Says Seattle Has Lousy Weather?

The Moellers picked an ironic weekend to bail on the Emerald City for Mexico North because of the skies. The weather was spectacular all weekend, with highs in the mid eighties and the sun out virtually every waking hour. The kids and I spent both days on the sand at the Laurelhurst Beach Club — six hours on Saturday, another four on Sunday.

The kids and I spent the weekend at the Laurelhurst Beach Club, where the kids jumped off the shallow dock (pictured) roughly one hundred times each.

Our time in the sun wasn’t just for our tans. Reese and Finn spent their time jumping off the shallow dock into my arms. I dare say they each made roughly one hundred jumps over these last two days. This wasn’t an insignificant development. Just a few months ago Reese was afraid to jump into my arms off the side of a pool. (More.) Now I can’t stop her. Just a few weeks ago I couldn’t get her to go under water. Now she’s dunking herself.

I can’t imagine a weekend at the beach could have been better — even at a beach in San Diego.

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Josie’s Third Birthday

Getting ready to blow out the candles. (Little does Josie know how spectacular that cake is gonna taste.)

Today we joined Finn and Reese’s pal Josie Joffe, her parents Aaron and Beth, and a host of other distinguished guests at the Laurelhurst Beach Club. The occasion was Josie’s third birthday party. Doing the math, Josie is a few weeks older than her nemesis Finn. The company was great, the weather outstanding, and good times were generally had by all.

The kids spent most of their time either in the sand or with their parents in Lake Wa.

Click here to check out Aaron’s photos.

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Pre-Fourth of July at the Laurelhurst Beach Club

Tonight we joined Roy and Grace Price and other members (and spouses) of the Laurelhurst Boys Club for a picnic/barbeque at the Laurelhurst Beach Club. (The latter LBC claims no connection to the former.) The theme was Hawaiian and the times were good. Unfortunately I took no pics except the one below, which continues to prove that Finn can sleep through anything at anytime around anyone.

Finn's ability to sleep continues to amaze.

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Christmas Ships ’10

Tonight the families Jenkins and Cheuk mosied down to the Laurelhurst Beach Club to watch and listen to the Christmas ships, ’10 style. It was considerably warmer than last year’s ship passing, and as a result the LBC was absolutely packed — more packed than I think I’ve ever seen it.

A few pics:

Not nearly as cold as we make it appear.

One of a fleet.

Back from Tokyo just in time to see the ships.

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The Fourth of July, November Style

Today we celebrated our nation’s birthday on its calendar day, July 4.

Too bad it felt like mid fall.

Like years’ past (1I2), we started by taking in the Edmonds fourth of July parade with the Otterlees:

Ronnie, Reese, Jayne and Otter, the latter in an interesting take on patriotic colors.

Just can't get the kids to look at the camera.

A pretty cool Minnesota marching band.

Reese will look at the camera ...

Grant will stare the camera down ...

But Finn just won't do it, even on the solo shots.

Handsomely clad Rev War reenactors.

On the trek back to the Otterlee's, post parade.

After the parade we went back to the Otterlee’s for an afternoon barbecue. It was about 62 degrees. I wore a sweatshirt. It tried to rain. We took no pics. I overate something fierce. Very not p90x.

On the drive home it started raining. It continued to drizzle well into the evening. We skipped watching the fireworks show at the Laurelhurst Beach Club in favor of a warm and comfortable bed. I was tucked in my foot space by 10 pm.

It’s supposed to be 85 and sunny by Tuesday.

I’ll believe it when I see it.

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The Christmas Ship at LBC

Last night we joined the Cheuks down at the Laurelhurst Beach club to watch the Argosy Christmas fleet go by. It was not warm — then again, it is December. A few pics:

The fam. Not warm that night.

The Cheuks, with Norman doing his best Devo impression.

The fleet was a lot more impressive in person.

This is about as close as we could get to getting everyone to look at the camera.

A little after dinner snack.

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Closin’ Down the LBC

Last night we joined the Prices for a Clamless Clambake at Laurelhurst Beach Club. There, too, were Sam and Hwashing Heyworth, old friends of the Prices and (now) new friends of ours. We ended up closing down the place — not such a mighty feat, I admit, when it closes at 8 pm. Sam confirmed for me that Ben Roethlisberger only three one touchdown on Thursday, not three, which only reconfirms my worst fear that I’m goin’ winless this year in fantasy. (More.)

Anyway, a few pics:

Me, Finn, Ronnie and Reese.

Sam H. and Grace P.

A finnicky eater.

Hwashing and Sam Heyworth.

Reese in timeout.

Grace and Roy P.

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Hawaiian Day, Squared

Today the Jenkins family attended dose Hawaiian-themed parties. The first was Grant “Smith’s” first birthday party up at Jane and Marc’s in Edmonds (pics).

Grant hits the big Numero Uno.

Another shirt that doesn't get a lot of action.

The second was a soiree thrown by Roy and Grace Price down at the beach club. We didn’t take the camera to Grace and Roy’s so we didn’t get pics, but Norman did take this one of yours truly:

That's thirty feet if you're measuring.

It was a fun day for the Jenkins family but one overcome by sadness. Uncle Cole went back to Phoenix.

We’ll miss him, but he knows he’s welcome back any time.

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