Palisades
For those of you who check my Mom's blog, you will notice several of these pictures (from any day we were with her and Kevin) are the same. That is because they are from her camera. In general, any picture that is a close up, or includes me in it, is from Mom.
Thanks Mom, for all the pictures. Sorry I didn't capture more with you in them ;)
We started off the Palisades trip with an early picnic lunch. For dessert, Gma brought homemade cookies (with everything in them) and peppermint sticks.
Here the kids are enjoying their sticks in their own fashion.
Krystin chomps, Kaylin licks, and Ethan swirls :)
Grandpa is a phenomenal rock skipper. Maybe someday it will be an Olympic sport!
Kaylin, especially got into looking for rocks
Grandpa found one and was showing Ethan. As you can see, Kaylin found one, too. Actually, she found several. I couldn't believe how many she crammed into her jeans! We still have them in a baggie.
I believe Dan captured this picture ;)
Beach walk with my 2 precious girls
We were looking at the way the mud dried and formed cracks and flakes
To this day he remembers that one was stuck in the beach from the flood, and the other one we could walk on and pick at ;)
(see? Dan actually had the camera for a bit) ;)

It was fun going back there.

The stick-player

The contemplator

The Trail-Blazer

The stick-player
The contemplator
The Trail-Blazer
Ethan: "I'm not so sure I want to keep going. But oh well."

Kaylin got her brother and sister to march to the beat of her drum :)
Kaylin got her brother and sister to march to the beat of her drum :)
Photo Ops



Over-looking the Cedar River

I remember Papa taking us kids down the side of a rock face somewhere at palisades so we could get to a cave. That is one of my favorite childhood memories.
Dan and his 2 girls.
Me and my son.
(I wish I could lighten Dan's face up a bit)
(I wish I could lighten Dan's face up a bit)
Over-looking the Cedar River
I remember Papa taking us kids down the side of a rock face somewhere at palisades so we could get to a cave. That is one of my favorite childhood memories.
Here was a spot marked off for rock climbers, so I went over to check it out to see if I could recognize it or see a cave. I didn't/couldn't. But it still brought back a fond memory.
Again, the contemplator
Again, the contemplator
1 comment:
I don't see how y'all don't see Penni in Kaylin!
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