This past Sunday we went to church, went out to lunch and spent the rest of the day on the couch watching football. For hours and hours. At the end of the night I told Steve we needed to do something with the family outside the next day. I suggested we go on a hike and he agreed. Breaking the news to the kids went something like this:
Denver: I'm not going. Why do I have to go?
Delaney: Why are we going on a hike? I'm sleepy.
Devon: What? Why?
My vision of a happy family taking a hike on a beautiful day was fading fast.
We head out to Line Creek which isn't the prettiest at this time of year but it is close to our house. Less time to hear children complaining they want to go home. Here is what it looks like:
The kids slowly start getting into it.
Look! They are all together and smiling! Denver told me that his contract only allows for one picture a day. Whatever!
Someone had the idea to see who could keep their hand in the water the longest. FYI - the water is freezing!
Devon was out immediately.
Now this next picture is blurry but you can see Denver was out next and Delaney is feeling the pain of victory.
By the time we got back to the car they all agreed that taking a hike was a fun activity. Actually, Denver said it was horrible but in teenager language that means good.
I suggested we take a hike every weekend. You should have heard the protests!