Yep. You guessed it.
We escaped to Sedona again.
We just can't think of a better way to spend our Saturday.
This time, Karl went down early with a friend to go trail running.
The boys and I went to soccer practice and then joined them.
While I was enjoying a nice road ride,
Karl took Noah and Max mountain biking.
They had great fun playing in the warm sun.
Max took a little nap in the car
while Karl and Noah got some ice cream.
Apparently, it was not long enough.
He was not happy about our hike down to the creek.
The boys enjoyed having their rain boots
for some wading in the very cold creek.
Noah making sure his shorts don't get a drop of water on them.
Checking out a little tree that was chopped down by a beaver.
We found a nice, big, pretty flat rock that became our island.
Perfect for skipping rocks and making big splashes.
We kept telling Max to stay off the edge of the rock.
To no avail, of course.
I don't usually get nervous, but I really did not
feel like fishing him out of the freezing river.
He got a little tired of our nagging,
so he went to the lowest point and just jumped/toppled right in.
Time to go home!
Coming home to a not-so-clean house with
bags to unpack,
dinner to make,
tired kids to put to bed,
and lessons to prepare
is not my favorite part
but I will take it!
4 comments:
Adventures are always better than boredom. We'll always remember good times spent together in nature, but how sparkling (or disgusting) our apartment is can never be very memorable.
i second what karl said. also, i feel your pain, sarah. ahhh, the life of those who like to be outside.
Oh, how I miss Sedona! Your adventures makes me yearn for Arizona. I'm so glad you are enjoying your time there and making such wonderful memories with your boys!
Looks like so much fun.
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