The first time I went to Leavenworth was a little over 9 years ago - on our honeymoon - and that was all a bit of a blur, due to my "3 days . . . 3 Emergency Rooms" experience. So I was really looking forward to going back to Leavenworth - even if we were bringing the kids with us.
Just before we got to Leavenworth, we stopped at a fruit stand called Smallwood's Harvest. It had a bunch of really fun things for the kids to do - all FREE - swings, pedal cars, etc. And the kids were having a great time. They also had a hen house . . . so I took Sophia down to look at all the pretty hens. Out in front of the hen house, was a rooster - not penned in, so I gave it some space . . . I've heard roosters can be a bit mean. Sophia and I were about 20-30 feet away from the rooster, looking at all the pretty hens, when suddenly I felt something hit my ankle. And there was this mean, albeit pretty rooster, attacking me.
I immediately picked up Sophia, started screaming at the rooster and took off running. Then I realized it was chasing me . . . . so I stop running and start kicking it, all while still screaming at it . . . but it just keeps attacking me . . . so I start running again . . . and finally make it back to Ken. "Did you see the hens?", he asks. Oh yeah, I saw them! I've got blood pouring out of my right ankle and scratch marks all over my left leg. Thank goodness Sophia didn't get hurt . . . just scared . . . and rightly so. I couldn't believe that had just happened. So I go to the fruit stand to ask them if I can have some bandaids because "their rooster just attacked me", and one of their employees/owners tells me it isn't even their rooster. Apparently somebody just dropped it off there the day before. Great! Attacked by a random rooster from who knows where. By this time the bleeding was under control but my ankle was starting to swell. I spent most of the evening with an ice pack on it . . . it's a good thing we hadn't planned any hiking or extensive walking while we were in Leavenworth. I joked about going to the Emergency Room in Leavenworth, but frankly, I couldn't get myself to do it. It just seemed like an experience I didn't want to do twice.But enough about me, how about some fun, cute happenings? On our walk into town the next morning, we discovered goats along the sidewalk (safely penned in), so we stopped for a photo op. Sophia did not want to get close to the "wildlife", and I don't blame her ;)
The flowers around town were beautiful. This was a great time of year to go - the flowers were still gorgeous, the crowds were minimal, and the leaves on the surrounding mountains were just starting to turn colors.
Here's Amelia's picture of Ken and the flowers.
Apparently we're not so good at getting our picture taken when there are 3 girls involved who all like to talk or can't seem to smile at the same time. Amelia has been asking for a "rainbow swirl" sucker for months now. I usually find some good excuse not to get her one, but I figured our vacation was a perfect reason to get one. I think the idea of the sucker was better than the sucker itself for Amelia - it took her 3 days of eating it and she's still not done. Sophia and I, on the other hand, got something on the softer side - salt water taffy - yummy!
Right in the center of town is a gazebo with Bavarian music piped in. Sophia immediately started dancing . . . and kept wanting to go back that way so that she could dance more. Wouldn't she look cute wearing some lederhosen?
We played a little mini-golf . . . it was perfect weather - sunny, but not too hot. Amelia loved the mini-golf . . . when she wasn't exploring the golf course . . . and wants to go back. She finally started to get the hang of it around the 12th hole and seemed to enjoy the last 6 holes the best.
This was Sophia's first time. She was excited about the first 2 holes, then threw down her club and spent the rest of the time exploring the golf course. She did come back to finish the last 2 holes, but 18 holes was WAY too many for her.
And as of today, my ankle is still swollen (although now only the size of a walnut, rather than a softball) and I went into the ER in Olympia to get a tetanus shot after we got home. Stupid rooster!


