This weekend we played in the cold, clear waters at the base of a waterfall, in a redwood forest were ferns grow along the banks of the creek. It’s not everyday I can say something like that but… that is exactly how we spent the first day of August. The first day of August~ I can hardly believe it…
We took in all the beauty, the smells, the sounds
Got soaking wet.
She has absolutely no fear. Which terrifies me and delights me all at the same time. I love how she rushes headlong into any situation with a wild grin on her face… but she never seems to learn from all of her bumps and bruises. She seems to think the laws of nature do not apply to her… her mother would beg to differ!
Floated. He had the best time collecting things and floating them back and forth across the creek.
Fearlessly plunged into the waters (before her mother had a chance to remove her own shoes )
And snuggled up into warm towels
Oh but that’s not all we did!
We met Grandpa and Grandma W. at Mt. Hermon. We had a picnic, and explored some of the trails around the conference center.
She tolerated the pack very well but she wanted so badly to get down and run along the path with her bothers! Next summer she will be.
He loves collecting little “treasures” and cramming them into his tiny shirt pocket. That green stripped shirt is his favorite for that very reason.
Finally! A little freedom.
We did lots of other very ordinary things this weekend too, and now that I have a clean photo-upload-slate; I will be posting lots more pictures of our everyday adventures.