On MLK Day we went on a hike with the Finch's. I am not sure how anyone finds this trail, maybe you have to be a native and just find it by instinct. The kids and I got to practice praying while driving lost for 20 minutes. Thankfully the good Lord and a helpful government website got us there.
Here we are patiently waiting for a pick-me-up, in other words, a sugary snack.
Life is so good with cousins. This was before they started playing ping-pong back and forth with their bodies. That was not a good time in their lives.
It must be my sprinter's instinct, but here we are at the end of the trail and it was the only time I was at the front of the pack.
































