They are so going to take my bloggy license away for this. Oh wait, this is the Internet. I can do whatever I want. Terrifying, isn't it?
Last year I took my kids (and dear, thirsty, long-suffering husband) on a hike at Kaaterskill Falls. I posted some amazing cell phone quality photos from that hike so this post is kind of like a repeat of that post except that you can actually make out what is in these pictures. Oh, and my kids are a whole year older and could actually hike by themselves.
Climb Every Mountain
Swim Every Sea...
Oh, Kaaterskill Falls, you bring out the Maria Von Trapp in me. I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to run through the streets with an empty suitcase and guitar case singing about my future, and I might even make some killer clothes out of curtains all while stealing a widower from a Baroness.
Aah, good times.
This photo is less Sound of Music and more orphans from Oliver Twist.
Kids like these are the reason I don't carry any valuables while I hike.
See? The girl managed to wrestle my camera away from me. She pulled a knife on me.
And that wasn't even the worst of it...
Once we reached the top, the stoning began.
Fortunately for me, small children are easily confused, and he threw all the rocks away from me instead of at me.
This picture is a lie. She looks so excited to be up in the beautiful mountains. She's just completed a hike, seen the tallest waterfall in New York and then thrown rocks into it. But her excitement is actually because she's leaving all of that behind. She can see the road from there.
You know, kid, you are going to thank me for this one day. I'm not sure why. I'm just saying that because it's what mothers are supposed to say after we force our kids to do something that's hard for them. Just so we are clear, on that to be determined future day when you do thank me, I'm going to say, "I told you so."