After the doctor Nicholas and I squeezed in a quick hike before dinner. We took one a few weeks ago when Joe was home and every day since then Nicholas asks to go as we pass the parking lot on the way to and from school. But we never have time because it is already time to eat dinner and get him started on bedtime. But today we had a little time. And it is supposed to rain all weekend. And it was gorgeous out. So we took a 20-minute hike.
And Nicholas loved it. He would have loved it more if he could have seen the chipmunks and other animals he was calling for, but they aren't prone to come out when they hear a 2-year-old yelling for them. And I can't say I blame them. But he did a very good job, even walking up a very steep hill (he called it a mountain) all by himself, and only asking to be carried the last few minutes.
Tonight when it was time for his prayer, he opened with "Thank you God for hikes." And then he kept going. "Thank you God for trees. Thank you God for rocks." He then went into his more standard "Thank you God for Nicholas and Mommy" and "Thank you God for food."
For a minute there, I felt the joy and peace of Glenkirk surrounding me.
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