On second thought, anachronism be darned. In October Rachel hatched a monarch butterfly. She caught the caterpillar herself, kept it in a box, fed it daily, and waited patiently for weeks while it sat in its chrysalis until one day there it was. For the first day or so it wasn't able to fly, so she lovingly carried it all over our yard and pasture introducing it to its new world.
Thanksgiving dinner was great at our house. Not rushed, not stressful, and delicious.
Just another perspective on the chocolate dipping.
I did a presentation in Moab over the Martin Luther King Day weekend, so we made a trip out of it, stopping at Goblin Valley along the way and spending 3 days hiking through Arches. Sorry if there's too many pictures of this trip. It's hard to not post everything because it was so great. I'm sure you all understand.
James took this picture. We didn't just do a family picture without him.
We had the world's greatest game of tag among the goblins with the occasional tackle and rest.
Hiking (running) the 1.5 miles to Delicate Arch
What you can't see is that there were steep cliffs right in front of us
and right behind us, not to mention the trail was covered in ice. I was a
bundle of nerves at the top and wouldn't let anyone skirt around the
edge of the bowl (right behind us) to walk under the arch. The kids
chanted "Daddy's scared!" over and over.
Louisa's not much of a hiker and rode in the pack about 4 times as much as David did. She kept saying "I'm done hiking. Let's go back to where our beds are" (she couldn't remember the word "condo"). Consequently, she slept through the petroglyphs.
Landscape Arch, considered by most to be the longest in the world.
This trail was a lot easier coming down than going up.
Park Avenue trail
David is rarely not happy, which means neither are we.
