Biking and hiking
And now, we explore. It's just what we do.
The boys chose our first spot for this season. They've been there a couple of times, but it wasn't really breaking the rules, since they've never done the trails before. And the trails were the drawing card.
It has just come to light this year how much the boys appreciate and look forward to our adventures. They've been talking about this one for weeks. On the way there, Aden mentioned maybe bringing a friend along sometime. Trey quickly corrected him, that these are our adventures, just the three of us.
I have been a little afraid in the last year or so with Trey pulling away from us, that he might grow out of these. That he'd suddenly become too cool for an outing with his stocky and ever-so-nerdy Mama. Then that Aden would follow right on his heels.
And exploration season has evolved with their growth. No longer are we playground-oriented, which is what the vast majority of our exploring has been in the past. But the three of us grow giddy with a problem to solve, and especially with Sir Trey the Navigator along, figuring out trail maps and wondering what treasures we will find along the way makes us all warm inside.
So our hearts were happy and our legs were ready.
We thought we knew where we were going. Really. I mean, there were maps. But y'all, we just couldn't find ourselves. And there was a piece of the trail we just had to get to, labeled bike park. "Does it have ramps??" Aden squeaked. Of course no one knew, but buddy, we were going to find out.
So we took to the paved road and walked/rode/whined a mile each way to find what turned out to be quite the treasure.
They could do only the basic tricks. However, there were enough advanced ramps and obstacles to fully captivate Aden's imagination. For in that imagination, he's an all-out BMXer.
After the hike back, sweaty and noodle-legged from the four and a half miles we had walked at that point (true story), we ate our picnic dinner in the air-conditioned comfort of the car before heading back out to give the scooters their fair share of attention.
It was dusk when we left, both boys declaring how much fun they had. On the ride home, exhausted and glowing from the fun, we talked about our favorite parts of the evening. And how great Heaven would be someday and that we would all run to meet each other when we got there. Then Trey started making weird noises and made us laugh until we got the hiccups. Then we sang at the top of our lungs to "Signature of Divine" by needtobreathe and "Sound of Your Voice" by Third Day, two of our favorites.
And after we got home, Sir Trey the Navigator could be found poring over those trail maps to find out where we went wrong and to meticulously plan the path for our next visit.
It wasn't a perfect adventure, as we fought a little bit of attitude, but it sure was close. A whisper from God that maybe I'm not getting this parenting thing as wrong as I think I am sometimes. These two, after all, are my greatest adventure.
The boys chose our first spot for this season. They've been there a couple of times, but it wasn't really breaking the rules, since they've never done the trails before. And the trails were the drawing card.
It has just come to light this year how much the boys appreciate and look forward to our adventures. They've been talking about this one for weeks. On the way there, Aden mentioned maybe bringing a friend along sometime. Trey quickly corrected him, that these are our adventures, just the three of us.
I have been a little afraid in the last year or so with Trey pulling away from us, that he might grow out of these. That he'd suddenly become too cool for an outing with his stocky and ever-so-nerdy Mama. Then that Aden would follow right on his heels.
And exploration season has evolved with their growth. No longer are we playground-oriented, which is what the vast majority of our exploring has been in the past. But the three of us grow giddy with a problem to solve, and especially with Sir Trey the Navigator along, figuring out trail maps and wondering what treasures we will find along the way makes us all warm inside.
So our hearts were happy and our legs were ready.
We thought we knew where we were going. Really. I mean, there were maps. But y'all, we just couldn't find ourselves. And there was a piece of the trail we just had to get to, labeled bike park. "Does it have ramps??" Aden squeaked. Of course no one knew, but buddy, we were going to find out.
So we took to the paved road and walked/rode/whined a mile each way to find what turned out to be quite the treasure.
They could do only the basic tricks. However, there were enough advanced ramps and obstacles to fully captivate Aden's imagination. For in that imagination, he's an all-out BMXer.
After the hike back, sweaty and noodle-legged from the four and a half miles we had walked at that point (true story), we ate our picnic dinner in the air-conditioned comfort of the car before heading back out to give the scooters their fair share of attention.
It was dusk when we left, both boys declaring how much fun they had. On the ride home, exhausted and glowing from the fun, we talked about our favorite parts of the evening. And how great Heaven would be someday and that we would all run to meet each other when we got there. Then Trey started making weird noises and made us laugh until we got the hiccups. Then we sang at the top of our lungs to "Signature of Divine" by needtobreathe and "Sound of Your Voice" by Third Day, two of our favorites.
And after we got home, Sir Trey the Navigator could be found poring over those trail maps to find out where we went wrong and to meticulously plan the path for our next visit.
It wasn't a perfect adventure, as we fought a little bit of attitude, but it sure was close. A whisper from God that maybe I'm not getting this parenting thing as wrong as I think I am sometimes. These two, after all, are my greatest adventure.
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