About a year before Eric and I got married he went to Bryce Canyon with his parents. They did an eight mile hike while they were there, and evidently there was a family with a four-year-old there doing the same hike.
Eric said the four-year-old hiked the entire eight miles by himself, and ever since Eric's determined to have our kids that well trained too. So we decided to take Aspen to the foothills the other day and get her started.
Well, it was pretty funny. All Aspen wanted to do was bend down and pick thinks up and eat crackers. We didn't blame her; there were lots of pretty things to see and look at. We tried to gently push her along, but I don't think she got the hint.
(Yeah I'm huge). It was so great to get out! I've been feeling much better lately and have been able to do a lot of the things I've missed out on in the last couple months. I don't look very happy in this photo for some reason, but I really was having a great time.
Anyway we put Aspen in the carrier from time to time when she would let us so we could pick up the pace a little. I'm sure as she gets a little older she'll be able to focus more on the hike, but it's also fun to see her wanting to explore so much. And having her do so does make me notice the little things.
Hopefully we can get her lots of practice this summer. I'm determined to stay active this summer, and with the foothills being so pretty and very close, we really have no excuse :)
Eric and I have been married for almost five years. In those five years, we have moved six times. I'm not complaining; those years were years of discoveries, adventure, and new beginnings. It seems strange now, though. Usually this time of year we're getting ready to move somewhere new, and yet this year we're staying put. It's nice to be in one place, with a steady job and the confidence that when you make new friends you'll all be sticking around for a while. But we're itching to get out of our routine, if just for a day or two.
Our backyard looks like a wild prairie land, due to the high amounts of rain we've been having. Every time Eric gets ready to mow the lawn, it starts to pour. So we decided to pitch our tent in it last night and go camping, since it looks like we're out in the wild anyway. Honestly, the grass has to be somewhere between eight and ten inches high.
Aspen's Papa has been spoiling her lately and bought her her own kid-size sleeping bag (which is stinking cute), so she just had to try it out. Anyway, it was a fun way to just get out of the house for a night, free of charge. It was the perfect campout: when I got hungry I just popped in the house for a snack, and while inside grabbed an extra fleece and took a trip to the toilet (sorry about the details guys, but I am pregnant here). I told Eric we should try to do this once a week during the summer, and he seemed alright with the suggestion :)
