There was cavorting, and there was frolicking, and after an hour there was complaining about being tooooo tiiiiired to hike anymooooore (by the same child who was asleep AT 7:10 thanks to the forced march his cruel mother led him on- go ahead, you can say it: I AM A GENIUS.)
And yes, tooooo tiiiired.
|The sucker on the right has no idea he'll be asleep by 7:10 MUAHAHAHA!|
Then I tried to get a picture of the four of us (if we had photoshop I would try to insert Derek's face into this picture, but alas, we do not. I'm getting a kick out of the mental picture, though). That is the face I apparently make when I realize Adelaide is giving me bunny ears as I push the button-that-is-not-really-a-button-but-rather-a-white-circle.
|Et tu, Brute?|
Then the children climbed trees and I played with Boomerang, which I'm now thinking doesn't transfer to Blogger. Boo.
We'll give it a whirl, anyway.
Happy All Saint's Day! Why isn't that a day we celebrate, anyway?