There is a place called Rock City around here. We hadn't been so one beautiful Saturday the whole family drove up Mount Diablo to check the place out. Rock City is a series of easy trails near the top of Mount Diablo around and though massive rock formations. There are caves and paths all over the rocks and my dare-devil children were in heaven. Even little Adell wanted to climb the rocks.
Some of the rock formations were really high and narrow. Lorien was the first the scramble up and over the rocks but the other kids were close to follow. Here is Wyatt waaaaaay up on a rock that Will told me later was no wider than a horse's saddle at the top...yikes!
I am pretty obviously pregnant right now and my attempts to keep up with the kids were comical to say the least. Will was doing his best to keep the kids safe and make sure I wasn't going into labor. He kept asking me things like: "How ya doing Babe? Need a hand Babe?" all while keeping our children from plummeting to their deaths.
The last hike we took was over a rock trail and up a big rock called Sentinel Rock. Sentinel Rock had stairs carved into it and a metal railing leading to the top. The big kids dashed up the rock while Will took Adell on his shoulders and I bought up the rear. Adell kept calling back to me "How ya doing Babe? Are you coming Babe?" It was sweet.
Some nice young man (who looked like a fishing tackle box exploded in his face) was kind enough to snap a family photo at the top of Sentinel Rock--this will be our family Christmas card next year.
And the card will say: We are the Anderson Family, we do cool stuff.
1 comment:
fishing tackle box! Lol!
Yesterday, the boys said they saw a teenager with 2 nails in his nose. I said, "scary!" They agreed. Then, thinking of Melinda Davis's somewhat recent post about scary teens at the mall, I said, "no boys, scary how painful it is to be a teenager. Glad I won't have to be one again. [pause for dramatic effect] But you will."
Silence.
Think I'll have to pay for therapists?
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