We celebrated Memorial Day with a hike to the Y. This was not my idea. I wanted to hike, yes, but a nice, calm hike to the waterfalls. NOT a mile STRAIGHT up the friggin mountain with a toddler and 2 month old. But I wanted to get out in the pretty weather so bad, I agreed and said a hike is a hike. WRONG. About half way up, I told Mr Smith I couldn't do it. I didn't care what he thought of me, this was NOT my idea of fun in nature. Especially when right around that time Dallin started crying and squirming. I would have been done touching my hot body too. So Eric basically takes Dallin the rest of the way up in the front with Lexi on his back. She did a couple switchbacks, but Mr Smith held us all together. It was his idea any way. I definitely didn't trust my jello legs coming down, but hey, we're alive. First family hike was a ... success, sure. Never again with young tots, or ever again. The outdoors waterpark opened up too and since it was our las...
It's really just beginning: Sometimes, even as ordinary as it seems, I need to share it. To get it all out there. It drives Mr Smith nuts that I share my life. But I do. And this is it. We aren't perfect, but I love Mr Smith and this blog is dedicated to our life together. It's so I can remember. It's so our children may know."