Potato Creek - Part II

After lunch, we spent a little time at the playground. It was a very strange playground, so we didn't stay long. We did, however, stay long enough for Ruby to realize that she could hop in the swing all on her own. Nothing pleases her more than doing something by herself.


We set off to find some trails and about 30 yards into our first, we realized we were on a bike trail and not a "real" one. Ruby was understandably confused when we abruptly turned around and headed back to the car. She kept crying "I not go bye bye!"

She was so mad at us, she tried hitch-hiking home.

Before long, we had found our trail and hit our stride. How lucky to find this guy, right off the bat! Calvin was sure it was a snapping turtle.


I was captivated by all of the brown and green. Such a contrast, which I always love.*


Calvin found many sticks along the way. This "T" was his favorite, although for all of his love for the T, he ultimately decided that it was a "lower case j". I didn't realize he even know what "lower case" was all about, but this wouldn't be the first time he surprised me.


Ruby continues to perfect the charming head-tilt smile. Such a cute, little trooper.

Mmmm. A little periwinkle in with the brown and green.

I'm not entirely sure what was going on here, but I love the look of exasperation exuding from the back of my favorite unruly head of hair.

What makes these holes? Is this what a woodpecker aspires to?

*Ibid.

In the home stretch, Daddy swooped in and saved Ruby's day. You can probably imagine the whining that this inspired in my son, whose legs are actually shorter than his sister's.