Residing in a lovely little chalet without internet access (insert very shrill shriek of despair here).
This was a minute yet critical fact I would have remembered if I had bothered to read last year's post on the same event. Instead, I lugged up my laptop expecting to
(Speaking of work, did I mention I was losing yet another bookkeeper at the end of the month? No? Well I am. She's leaving me to pursue her dream of becoming a Wagnerian Soprano. Unfortunately for me, it's something she needs to do in Germany rather than in DC. Which brings me to say, I've been broken up with for many a reason, but being dumped for the Opera -- let's just say it's a first. The stress of having to rehire and retrain, however, is only too familiar.)
Miraculously, days before we left I managed to find the exact same Pathfinder child carrier on Craigslist for less than half the retail price!
Peyton loved it. More importantly, the people who carried her around when her little legs got tired loved it. Suffice it to say, it was worth every cent - especially since those cents came from the Craigslist sale of our old Crate and Barrel kitchen island a few days before.
There are loads of small rocks for throwing...
and larger rocks perfect for an almost 4-year old to climb.
The shallow pools are just the right depth for people only 30-inches high on a tall day.
You can even take off your shoes if you want.
But if you do, you are definitely going to need your older brother's help if you want to get anywhere. (Please take a moment to observe and note that Carter is not hanging out in his jags like he was last year. Peyton, well, let's just say I hadn't anticipated her enthusiasm in wanting to try EVERYTHING her brothers were doing.)
It's a dogs life, really. Wait a minute. We don't have a dog.
Meanwhile, Carter was doing a little exploring of his own. It looks to me like he's found something.
He's going in for a closer look. Whatever could it be?
Why it looks like he's found a snake with a fish in its mouth. Every mother's dream nature discovery! (Insert Jeff imploring Carter in a panicky tone not to touch it here. Repeat 5 x.)
It's the kind of sight that makes an afternoon in Gatlinburg look both enticing and tame. I may even spring for a haute couture airbrushed t-shirt.
Yeah, this is definitely more my speed.