The kind that go streaking down the driveway for a whiny child's toy,
but that story is for another day.
Unleash us in nature and we're cool, calm and collected.
So yesterday day we found ourselves on an "adbenture" yet again.
Dayr and Taylen's version of the word
I don't know if it's the three babies factor, the chaotic full-of-stuff-we-don't-need house factor, the trying-to-eat-clean-drives-us-nuts-and-starves-us thing, or what. BUT I do know that we love the outdoors. On this specific adventure we happened upon some random boats upon a public beach - score! The tots collected "shells" (zebra mussels here in the Great Lakes), and row, row, rowed to their hearts content. They also ate more wild grapes (this is becoming our new thing), destroyed toad stools, and waved at a giant plastic bear "hi, bear!" - so cute!
This revelation begs the question:
Is this a human thing?
OR is this a too-many-people-behind-small-closed-walls thing?
What do you think?
Does your family behave the same way?
If you're looking for more peace I humbly suggest getting outside.
In a way I believe it's back to the way things used to be
OR, as the new church we just tried said,
which, by the way, we all really enjoyed, with the exception of Ra Ra, who pooped her pants :(