Port Townsend

Port Townsend.

More like Port Frownsend.

We drove all the way out there this morning looking for adventure. Looking to find some awesome sea glass.

But when we get there, Jack feels like he's going to die and wants to go back. Afton says her head hurts and wants to go back. Jocelyn says that she just wants to find some cool stuff and never wants to go back.

We continue because we're thinking they're just whining because it takes a bit of a trek to get there. AND, especially since they were fine in the above pictures, taken 5 minutes before please note.

But Jack keeps whining. Afton keeps complaining. And Jocelyn keeps searching.

We had to finally call it quits when Jack got one of his major nose bleeds (Westra trait). My Sugar and I both lost a sock in trying to control this gusher. We sat on the beach trying to get it to stop for almost 20 minutes.

Blood clot that finally formed after we shoved some of Daddy's sock up his nose to stop the bleeding

And then a nice lady offered us this bandana.

So, long story short. We didn't find any of the really big sea glass that we hoped to find. We drove 3 hours to walk along a beach that is just like the one 5 minutes from our house. Everyone had a frown on their face on multiple occasions during today's adventure. #portfrownsend

Ugh. I'll just steal other people's pictures from the Internet of the sea glass that we had hoped to find this morning.

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Side note: Jack is miraculously healed. Just a slight cough. Nowhere near his death bed. Afton's head hurts but she's okay to watch movies on her tablet, without the need of any medicine because she doesn't like the flavors we have. And Jocelyn is happy with the itsy bitsy tiny glass pebbles we found, but is still so "Angry that my bruhyer and sissy ruined my day."