We went out for Mexican tonight guys. It's Monday night. I hereby declare all Mondays...well...Mexican Mondays. It's the right thing to do. I have no pictures from Mexican, but I would like to share these "last of Fall" pictures we captured last weekend. They do say it's going to snow tomorrow in Georgia. What's up with that anyway? I don't know what to think.
Anyway...back to last weekend.
You know, most people were shopping after Thanksgiving. I invision doing the same thing when the kids want to pick out cool, teen GAP clothes, but for now, we do the parks after Thanksgiving. Hmmmm...how do I keep them wanting to do parks over shopping...like forever? I don't know. Truth is that it is probably impossible, but part of me looks forward to taking Jesse and picking out all of her Christmas clothes while Jonah screams at us to hurry up. It's the natural progression of life I guess.
It was Saturday after Thanksgiving and the kids needed to get out. So did Luke.
They were sort of delirious after all the food. Look, you can see it in Jonah's eyes. That's what caught my attention at first glance of the above photo. But...look at Luke. He also had turkey and pumpkin and sweet potato on Thanksgiving. Luke buddy seriously needed to get out of the house and burn off some calories.
We heard lots of noises along the trail. Some noises are obviously more apparent to children and dogs. See, my love has no clue in the above photo.
And more proof. There was obviously something creeping down low here. Goodness...wish I was a kid again. We miss all the fun you know.
Hey Luke Duke! Luke, buddy, buddy boy. You are so awesome. We love you Lukey Luke!
I'm sorry. This is how we sound when we talk to him. We can't help it.
We had a talk about what to do if we saw a bear. Like kids...don't run. Here's the deal. Mama will go ahead and check for bears and you have to stay still and listen. If I'm alive, then the coast is clear. Come towards me if I say it is OK.
They didn't seem to have a problem with this scenario. Why is that?
They had a frisby golf trail along this path, and we stopped here and there and enjoyed the boys play. What the heck is frisby golf anyway, and who in the world knows how to direct a frisby so well?
She was so excited about our adventure. I loved her for it.
You know...I don't put myself in pictures much, and it's time for a change. Yo...this is me and my dog. We are a fine pair, don't you think?
This is me and my best girl and my best dog. We make a great trio, don't you think?
And these three...well...this is the best trio of them all.
You know, I didn't miss shopping one bit. I wouldn't trade this experience for the world. I'm so thankful for my family. They could never possibly top the gift of themselves that they have given me. I will love them forever for it.
Always and forever my best boy and my best girl...
and my best man...
and my best dog.