Climbing a Mountain

In my continuing effort to tire Trevor out during the day I decided to take him up into the hills by the college again for a hike. The last time we did this was last spring, back before I was feeling too pregnant. He was pretty excited about the idea of climbing a big mountain and only gave me minor grief about wanting to wear crocs instead of shoes as we got ready to go. The weather was great (high sixties) and Trev took off right away. He's very chatty-- "I'm climbing a BIG mountain" and "We're almost there!" seemed to be his favorite phrases. He started with the almost there about a minute and a half into our little hike. We got to the top of the saddle back area and he was pretty impressed with how far the car was away and all the houses he could then see on the other side. At this point I should have called it a good day and started to head back down, but instead I went with the two year old's decision that we should go up farther. After walking going up another ten minutes Trev declared that it was time to sit on a rock and rest. This lasted the next ten minutes and I started to worry that we were never going to get down again. I got him moving back downwards--but only about ten feet until it was time to rest again. So out of my own frustration for time eventually got to carry both Trevor and Ryan back down to the car again and have to say was quite impressed with my buffness. So moral of the story--turn around before toddler declares it's time to rest. It was still overall fun though and I'm impressed with how far he manages to get before he tuckers out. He definitely had a good nap that afternoon.















Climbing rocks on the 'top'.















See our car way down there?















"I rest now"


John is in Texas now for work, but also gets to stop over and see his sister and her family since they're relatively nearby. Trev, Ryan and I are missing out on the visit, but happy not having to travel all the same (okay, not Trev, he's been wanting to go on an airplane again for months). Trevor is asking about daddy a lot, wanting to know if it's Saturday yet (when daddy comes back). I made sure his school days were the daddy gone days this week to help with my overall well being. Yesterday when we were driving him in Ryan started fussing. Trevor decided to try to calm him down by explaining "It's okay Ryan... I want you to be happy... I go to school but be back soon... I be back Saturday...".