we had a sunny, 60 degree day yesterday and after being cooped up for 10+ days, we were all a little house crazy. we decided to take a little walk up rock canyon. it was a gorgeous, warm walk! the boys all got tuckered out, and were ready for bed by 6!
pace showing off his rock-throwing skills
max had forgotten how much he liked the hiking backpack, and was a little nervous about being high off the ground. he kept one little hand on my shoulder the whole time.
checking out moss or thorns, or something
max got tired of the backpack and wanted a turn spearing something walking with the hiking poles, and pace was tired of walking and wanted a turn riding in the backpack
on the way back we saw a little "pace-sized cave"--just a little alcove in the rocks. we climbed in for a photo
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"Spearing something..." I'm telling you, it's genetic.
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