Monday, June 06, 2011

Happy Trails

Oh... I guess you could take that title to mean something it ought not imply. Here, think of the song instead: "Happy trails, to yoooooou!" There now, that's better.

The husband and I took the boys to the park this weekend, ostensibly to ride bikes. Our elder son had just conquered the two-wheeled creature and we thought the younger might enjoy tooling around on his trike. Not so.

We'd been there not more than 15 minutes when Ian Bean (all of two-and-a-half) took off down a nearby trail. I figured I'd follow him for a few minutes then turn back but the Noodle Doodle decided two-wheeled biking was for schmucks (or something along those lines) and bailed for the trailhead, too. So, we took a walk. As a family. And really enjoyed the next couple miles of easy ups-and-downs.

May not look like much,
but it's a nice, quiet little park.

Big Boy on his Big Boy Bike

Bowling for Babies

Not at all thrilled with the state of things.

Site of the Noodle Dude's First Birthday Party Six Years Ago

A little young to be setting out on one's own...

Trailblazer 1.0

Holding Daddy's hand as we enter The Forest.

Just Cool


Trailblazer 2.0

What are those things in the trees?

Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah BAT MAN!

Like a wooded wonderland.

This dude tried to hitch a ride on my skirt.

Noodle Finding His Stride

Trees are fun, m'kay?

Because teasing your children
comes with the territory.

Tired Boy


"Ma, up!"

Almost made it.

The little one only needed a bit of carrying and the bigger one only made a couple, "I'm tired," comments. I think this is the basis for some lovely family outings to come - we went about two miles round trip and there are plenty more like this one in our nearby vicinity. I haven't always enjoyed living in Georgia, but experiencing it with these guys is like seeing for the very first time all over again.


jess said...

I love rambling with kids. What a pretty park, too!

Anonymous said...

Looks like you had a wonderful day! I love getting out into the parks and wandering around...

Gypsy Guru said...

We all had such a nice time that it might even have convinced the hubby that hiking doesn't have to mean schlepping 30 miles in the rain up sheer inclines with nothing more to eat than GORP and nothing at the end besides a tent, mosquitos and peeing into the wind. (That's my approximation of why he hasn't ever evinced an interest in hiking/camping...)

I forget how fortunate we are to have such lovely trails in such close proximity - glad I have days like this to jog my memory!