We had a few hours on Friday to do something fun together.
The Coach suggested a trip down to the Wichita mountains.
There is a great visitors center there with a lot of animals to look at (of the dead and stuffed variety).
TONS of roaming native Bison and Longhorn cattle (of the large and live variety).
We took a short hike, with lots of rocky climbing, but even Little Man kept up just fine.
We also watched the Prairie Dogs for a bit.
Somehow when I stepped back and saw this, my heart skipped a beat.
How I love them.
And they aren't so "little" anymore, are they?
There were so many times that I went hiking while pregnant or carrying a baby in a baby carrier, the Coach with a toddler in a hiking backpack. Stopping and sitting by the trails to nurse a fussy baby or change a diaper.
I'm glad we did those things then, but WOW it's so much easier, now.
Kids that can all hike by themselves (the Coach and I have a hard time keeping up with them!),
only Little Man needing a hand now and then.
No diaper bag.
No sippy cups.
No stroller, back packs, baby seats.
Granted lunch cost a little more. (grin)
But we had a great time.
Had really great burgers at this fun place.
Unfortunately the pictures of lunch are imprisoned on my phone.
I'll have to get one of the kids working on that.
All in all, a great afternoon with the troops.
Happy Fall Break!
Now back to the craziness.
(not to suggest that the van trip coming home was LESS than crazy. . . )