On a hike with friends this past week a strange being inhabited my child, replacing the slightly awkward son of a few short months ago.
We live close to a trail that leads to a beautiful water fall.
The fifteen minute trek requires scrambling over some rocks and boulders. It was impossible for us to do the full hike when we first moved here. We couldn’t get past the main entrance.
Sticks and colorful bits of broken glass held more fascination for Finn.
Subsequent hikes have taken us to the bottom of the falls but not without plenty of detours and a long piggy back ride home. If we want real exercise we usually go separately.
Erin had colleagues over so she wanted us all to hike to the top of the falls before dinner.
I thought that was ambitious for Finn, but Erin had recently done it herself so I trusted her motherly instinct.
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