Cabin on Palomar Mountain

mountain view

View from the deck. On a clear day the ocean is visible in the distance.

The other weekend we enjoyed a relaxing couple of days in a rented cabin on Palomar Mountain just outside of San Diego. We really didn’t do anything but hang out there until it was time to leave. Eli is the ultimate homebody and rather averse to transitions in general so even the suggestion of taking a walk to explore the neighborhood met with great disapproval. For us the path of least resistance was to take no path at all. (We did work in a short two block walk to the end of the road just before leaving.) It really was nice to have time to do nothing but sit, relax, make food, and watch the kids.

Mama and Eli

The desire to stay put was quite understandable when seen from his point of view.

After all there were birds to feed,

Scrub Jay eating peanuts.

a 1932 Ford driven by a goose parked out front,

1932 Ford

hollowed out trees to play in,

playing in the hollowed out tree

sisters to play with,

playing on the deck

books to read (about construction sites, of course),

Eli and Mama reading

much dirt in which to play out all sorts of construction site fantasies,

ELi and his construction equipment

and best of all his very own cat!

Eli and the cat

The cat was a stray whose owners had moved away and he had decided to find his way back to his old neighborhood. Not sure how long a journey that was for him but the owners of our rental were quite impressed and I guess it took the cat quite a while to complete the journey. For whatever reason I guess the original family is not interested in reclaiming him. Many were the discussions over the weekend about our adopting him. We are cat people through and through, Eli is asking often for a pet (or “rather 5 cats, and 5 dogs, and 5 cows…!”), and this particular cat was so friendly and gentle around small children. But in the end this is just not a good time for us to add a fur baby and the accompanying messes and expenses to the family. We were happy to hear at the end of our stay that the cabin owners had decided to officially adopting him.

Eli and the cat

“Rikana”, as Eli named the cat, was about as snuggly a cat as one could ever find. The appearance of a lap was an open invitation,

Rikana aka Rocky

and I don’t know how many times I fished him out of Zoe’s excersaucer. No photos of that as Zoe was always in it at the time and sweet cuddler status and all I still dove quickly to separate them with images of a cat-slashed baby face flashing before my eyes. Thankfully, Rikana wasn’t phased a bit by having handfuls of fur removed by a drooling, squealing baby and was still in full purr mode as I removed him from Zoe’s elated grasp. I can be such a killjoy. We did let him stay cuddled up with Eli on the couch at night until it was time for us to go to bed as well.

Eli sleeping with the cat

The one time the birds weren't mobbing the feeder.

The one time the birds weren’t mobbing the feeder.

For her part Zoe also very much enjoyed the weekend, but she seems to enjoy herself pretty much everywhere as long as she can get down and crawl about. She did take issue with the cabin’s soft carpeting for some reason, so most of her time out of arms or excersaucer consisted of us trying to keep her on the blanket on the deck.

Mam and Zoe

Zoe on the deck

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13 Comments

  1. jacki said,

    September 3, 2013 at 8:16 am

    LOVE!! Thanks for sharing! Wonderful pictures!!! xoxox Aunt Jacki

  2. Maysem said,

    September 4, 2013 at 7:05 am

    My kind of vacation.. I think Eli and I would make good travel buddies;) Sometimes relaxing and doing nothing is the best part!

    • Susan Sellers said,

      September 4, 2013 at 2:11 pm

      Can’t wait to see the kids. Looks like everyone had a fun vacation. Smooches all around, Gramma

  3. Inder said,

    September 4, 2013 at 2:57 pm

    Looks so nice!

  4. faerylandmom said,

    September 5, 2013 at 4:04 pm

    This made me smile. And that’s saying a lot these days.

  5. Nina said,

    September 7, 2013 at 12:51 pm

    This looks like such a nice vacation spot Karen. Another one to add to my places-to-check-out list!

  6. September 9, 2013 at 2:44 pm

    Really sweet. And I want that cat!! πŸ™‚

  7. September 13, 2013 at 1:29 pm

    That place looks fabulous! You’re making me itch for another trip to the mountains.

  8. Linne said,

    December 1, 2013 at 9:07 pm

    I read this when you posted it; funny I didn’t comment then. Anyway, it was a great post. I love watching people’s kids growing and learning. I really liked the T-shirt apron, too, in the previous post. I expect you’re pretty busy these days, but I hope you will post from time to time. ~ Linne

    • December 9, 2013 at 8:37 am

      Hi Linne-

      Thanks for the comment. I miss blogging but it just seems impossible to get to these days! I feel badly that there is this whole huge chunk of my children’s lives that isn’t being preserved, but then I’ve noticed that on many of the other blogs I follow that have just gone from one child to two there has been a steep drop off of posts as well. Maybe when my kids have their second child they will then forgive me for this…LOL. Thanks for checking in. I’ve been told that after the first year it gets a little bit saner, so I hope to be back sometime in the foreseeable future.

      Have a wonderful Christmas!

      • daisy said,

        February 8, 2014 at 5:39 pm

        Just to chime in — yes! It will get “a little bit saner,” I promise. πŸ™‚ I so enjoyed this post, and the peek into the wonderful times you are sharing with your children. My sister, who now has two of her own, keeps asking me, “at what age — at what age EXACTLY, does it get easier?” And I tell her I’m not sure, but I just know it does. And in the meantime, it looks like you are giving them some wonderful memories, even if you can’t get them all down on paper just yet.

      • February 9, 2014 at 6:26 pm

        Thanks for the encouragement!

      • Linne said,

        March 4, 2014 at 8:01 pm

        Thanks, Karen. It was quiet, but just what I wanted this time. Anytime you find yourself feeling overwhelmed, think of my grandparents (Mum’s side) who had ten kids, no electricity, no indoor plumbing, no running water (actually had to haul water from the neighbours’ with a team and wagon year-round; the water on the place was too alkali to drink or cook with). Dad’s parents had five (and lost at least two others); same scenario. My parents had nine and we started out in a one room shack; when there were four kids and the fifth on the way, we lived in a one room shack about 10′ x 14′; same thing, no plumbing, no power, everything done by hand, including all the laundry (in a washtub with a scrub-board). I remember that place well, as I was 5 when it was built and 7 when we had to move. I raised my boys the same way as much as possible, too, but we took our laundry to town most times, so that was easier. Anyway, not wishing that on you, just to put things into perspective . . . πŸ™‚

        It’s actually easier from three kids on, as the older ones help and they play together (or fight together); I was taught to help from age two and that was good training for later on.

        I do think blogging is harder to keep up when there are two kids, as it’s not something they can be involved in and by the end of the day, you are likely tired and wanting time with your husband. You’ll have more time soon, though.

        I’ve been dyeing silk and am finding that takes away from time on the computer, so in a way am in the same boat to some degree.

        I check back here from time to time, so will find your next post whenever you do one. Or see it in my FeedReader lol.

        Have a lovely summer, if we get one, that is . . . ~ Linne


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