Jun 17, 2015
Oh man people, I hate to do this to you, but a vacation recap is in this blogs future. If you follow me on instagram, or snapchat, then you have seen more than you ever wanted to of Homer. But, since this little space serves as my portal to recall all family adventures....a recap is a must.
Every summer since moving to Alaska we have headed down to Homer. I count down the months, weeks, and days until we pack up and leave. I have no idea why I am so in love with this place, but it just melts my heart I tell ya. Chris could spend his days fishing for halibut, the kids would rather play on the beach than eat, and I could walk the harbor, sit on the boardwalk, or just lay in the grass and watch the planes take off from the water. I just love it.
We always rent a cabin at Kenai Peninsula Suites, because hotels are pretty much a no go for a big family with the majority being toddlers. We need a kitchen, lots of space, and privacy! Not because we are private people by any means...we are just loud! This place has the perfect setup. Each cabin is a good distance from one another, and there is plenty of space for the kids to run wild and free. The family that owns this property is on sight, and super understanding as to why my children are running laps around the fire pit at 10 pm.
Not to mention the view is INSANE!!! I mean...could you imagine waking up to this every morning? The people that live on this bluff basically live in paradise in my opinion. Snow capped mountains and the sound of the waves hitting down below? For-get-about-it!
I would suggest making reservations well in advance, as this place fills up fast in the summer time!
Our trip started off a little rocky as we were three hours late getting out of the house, due to every child needing to poop about twice before they felt like they could embark on a five hour car ride. Then after getting in the car, making a stop through the Starbucks drive-thru, filling up on pumpkin bread, Pierce decided the car was his nemesis and threw up all over the place. That was the first set of clothes he went through in a 24 hour period. Then the baby had the diaper explosion that could rival a volcanic eruption. I was basically ready to throw in the towel....but kept thinking about this view and how it might be the last time we are here since the time is ticking to us moving.
Growing up we were never the family that had a permanent vacation spot. You know that one place you can look forward to going to every year. You have so many great memories to layer on top of each other as the years go by. If we were to finish out our time as a military family in Alaska, Homer would be our summer spot. My kids could have the memories of the scraped knees they got when racing each other in the gravel driveway to the cabin. The nights spent roasting s'mores. The early mornings on the deck drinking coffee and hot chocolate.
I am hoping that some of Ace's first long lasting memories include Homer! It just feels like such a special place for our family. Or as Chris would tell you, "Kelsey is just in a good mood in Homer....which means we are all in a good mood". Ha! It's true though....I know how to be a fun sponge!
Not here....somehow all parental anxiety and frustration is alleviated. The kids can do whatever they want (within toddler reason). Bedtime is a joke. Pizza for dinner three nights in a row sounds divine! And the noise level is ungodly...but somehow joyous at the same time.
Homer, I love you is basically what I am getting at!