I know, I know...Father's day really isn't until June something, but today Ollie and I gave Matt the gift of quality time at Hanging Rock. Matt loves to spend his Sundays out in the woods somewhere and today we decided to join him. Now, you may or may not know this about me but I am actually kinda a wimp about this kind of stuff. I'm not really one for the outdoors unless it involves a pool, sailboat or a good book on a blanket in the sun. In fact Matt and I have tried to go hiking many times together over the years , but I almost always end up complaining more than enjoying...I know, wimp! But I think I realized this morning that this is the beginning of so many fun outdoor adventures that Matt and Ollie will take together and I can either sit at home and pout about not enjoying hiking or I can bundle up, strap on my pack and go be with the two men I love more than anything in this world. Ollie is underneath his blue hoodie, burr!
We (all three of us) had a great time and I'm not even sore, yet! There's just something magical about the mountains for us. I've always dreamed of living on the side of one, one day...letting our kids run barefoot through the fields...but that's another post for another day.