At 26 gestational weeks, after an amniocentesis and genetic testing, he was diagnosed with Diastrophic Dysplasia, a rare type of dwarfism.

Now 8 years old, our son Kai is happy, healthy, and enjoying life.

The purpose of this blog is to lend support and encouragement to others in similar situations and to share the tremendous experiences we've had and will continue to have as we raise our little, little boy.


Saturday, January 21, 2012

The Portland Children's Museum

This picture is from a while ago.  Kai has a "thing" for hats and sunglasses.  It's cute to find him trying on his dad's hats.  He and I have "hat days" when we both wear our hats.  We're cool like that.

This morning the sun peaked out from behind the clouds for a few minutes and when it did, I dropped what I was doing and announced we were GETTING OUT OF THE HOUSE.

The A.C. Gilbert's Discovery Village is one of our favorite places to go in Salem, but since we're closer to Portland now we decided to visit the Portland Children's Museum instead.

First stop: Water

 The not-so-popular plastic smock-dress.

 All three of them could've played there for HOURS but eventually we moved on.

The Digging Pit was Kai's favorite.  What you're looking at are chunks of...something.  Knowing (and loving) Portland the way I do, it's probably recycled tires or shoe soles or plastic milk jugs or something.  It was soft and surprisingly springy to walk on.  

 What these pictures don't show are the 50 other kids all around us, stealing shovels, yelling, digging, flinging the whatever-it-is all over the place.  It was very loud and chaotic and there was Kai, in the middle of it all, digging and flinging with the rest of them.

The Pet Hospital
 Kai could not have been more disinterested in the pet hospital but his sisters loved it!  Above is Hailey (5 yrs old), caring for a sick kitty.

 Aaaand back to the water.  I tell ya, this kid loooves water.

Art is often overlooked at places like this.  It's so frenzied and loud and busy.  I passed this mosaic at least three times before I actually saw it.
 It's so beautiful and detailed up close.  

Kai's steering, Hailey's lowering the flag and Ashleigh's watching for enemies.

Can't. Leave. The. Water.

"Noooo! No home!"

We did way more cool stuff than I could photograph.  Overall it was fun but it was so busy and Kai was pretty intimidated by all the hustle and bustle.  And who can blame him?  Next time we go, we'll do it on a weekday when fewer people are there.  

And on the way home, all four of my loves fell asleep.

Adventure: Successful.


Steve, Amy and Company said...

Hopefully the oldest of your four loves wasn't driving you all home from the museum when the sleeping occurred! Darling pictures. We miss you guys! We are planning on hitting that museum and the Portland Art Museum over Spring Break. Wanna join us?

liseli said...

It seems to be the perfect place for kids.

It's nice to see Kai playing with his pretty sisters.

scott davidson said...

As an artist myself, I enjoy reading Philip Koch's sensitive writing about Edward Hopper and Andrew Wyeth, who along with Whistler and Rothko, are my favorite American painters.
I don't live in the United States but have traveled and passed a short time there. But even with the little time spent in your beautiful country, especially in small-town America, I can relate to some of the poetical feel that Hopper and Wyeth had captured in their art, which is for me part of the attraction of their paintings.
Browsing at the other day, as I do now and then, I find a good selection of Edward Hopper's work, ,in the big archive of Western Art, that customers can order online for canvas prints and even hand-painted, oil-painting reproductions can be made and sent to them.
Hopper's surrealistic and depersonalized world is there again. Timeless, yes, as it is still there now in the roadside cafes and diners that I ate at all over America.