Ok, to be fair, there was only one plane, one lake, and one backpack, but the title just didn’t have the same ring in the singular. Plus this past 4th of July weekend was pretty damn momentous for Otis so I felt the title needed to reflect that. Quick warning- this post is going to be loaded with photos. I just couldn’t seem to narrow them down!
Many of you know that my maiden name is Erhart. What you may not know is that my dad has his pilot’s license and flies a plane that belonged to my grandpa. The plane is, fittingly, called Amelia. So Brad, Otis, and I did not have to sit in holiday traffic on our way up to Lake Tahoe for the 4th. Instead we got to take Otis up in my parents’ plane. The plane gets pretty loud so we had bought Otis ear muffs. He did not care for having his little ear holes covered up and ripped them off a dozen times, but in the end I won and he wore them for about 2/3 of each flight.
He had a grand time looking out the window and playing on the floor. He was so comfortable he did a big poop right after takeoff. Mmmm!
Once in Tahoe we went on a spectacular hike. Otis got to chill in his new backpack that his grandma found at a consignment shop. It is a pretty cool contraption!
We hiked to a beach where we went for a swim to cool off and then enjoyed a yummy lunch amid the granite. Otis loved being in the lake and didn’t mind the cold one bit. He went all the way in except for his head. He was all smiles and didn’t seem to want to get out.
On the way back he was so worn out from his swim and so comfy in his backpack that he decided to take a snooze.
Later that day we played on the beach with my Aunt Jan and her granddaughter, Avery. Otis went in the lake again but it was a little chilly so he preferred the baby pool my folks had set up on the beach. We didn’t capture any pics of he and Avery in the pool because we all had left out phones inside.
The next day, 4th of July, was a stormy day. Otis witnessed his first thunderstorm and we spent the day playing indoors.
He chose this day to start “inch worming” forward on his belly. That, coupled with his new love of rolling around the room, means that while Otis isn’t technically crawling, he’s definitely on the move!
With the rain and hail limiting outdoor fun, we spent some time in the “secret room.” This is a storage room that my grandma ingeniously envisioned as a kids’ playroom. I have amazing memories of playing there in my childhood so it was pretty cool to introduce Otis to it! Even Bailey dog visited the secret room.
Otis was in bed before the fireworks started, but he showed his patriotism in his outfit right down to his diapers.
And then, all too soon, it was time to go home and we enjoyed another gorgeous flight back to Petaluma.
Oh Tahoe, I miss you already and am counting down until we get to visit again at the end of August. What a great family and nature filled 4th of July!