We took Mimi and Grandpa on a hike in the mountains today. Well actually it was only the foothills. It was such an easy hike, Sloane chilled in the stroller the whole time. Well it should have been easy enough. For some reason I wanted to be held the entire time. I might have walked 20 yards. I was pouting the entire time. We hiked down this nice path, and I pouted. We saw castle ruins, and I pouted. I had some snacks and I pouted. It wasn't until the last few yards when I started to have fun.
Grandpa & Mimi and the gang. Well most of the gang, I was turned backwards,
and Sloaney was in her stroller.
Grandpa really wanted to have
Daddy hang from this branch. For some
reason he thought it would be cool.
Daddy hung as long as he could
until the pain was too much.
It kinda looks like Harper is directing traffic when she is really popping bubbles.
Mommy and Daddy got a good photo on top of the mountain. Of course, I
was pouting, again.
A cheese stick helped ease my pouting for a
little while.
Mommy wanted a photo with me, but.....
A photo from earlier on the hike. I was the
sassy granddaughter. Sloaney was enjoying a bottle at the time.
This one was a little better.
Grandpa and his proud pose on top of the hill. Wait until he does a
real Colorado mountain hike.
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