Fresh Mountain Air

We drove up into the mountains one of the days we were at Grandma and Papa's.  The last time we did that Emerson was only 5 months old so we really wanted both of the girls to be able to experience it.  It was so much fun watching them just run and play in the great outdoors.  It was priceless when each of them realized that the great outdoors didn't have a potty.  Emerson of course had to go as soon as we got there and Grandma took her.  Later, we were walking along the river and she said "If somebody has to poopy out here what do they do?"  I caught on really quickly that she meant what should she do!  Not too long after, Braelyn said she needed to go potty so I started walking back in to the trees with her.  She said:  "Mommy, are we lost?!"  I assured her that we were not lost and she said "We are going to potty right here?!".  Welcome to nature city girls!  It was absolutely beautiful there and in the mid 70s...a perfect day!

They sure don't get these kinds of experiences in Houston!

The girls insisted on going to the top of the waterfall!

What a view!

Braelyn and Uncle Jeremy

What goes up, must come down!  Getting down was a little more of a challenge!

Special memories with their Grandma and Papa!

Woohoo, that was fun!

Time for lunch!

Em worked very hard to find her perfect "sittin' rock" when we got to the camp site.

Who needs to roast marshmallows?!  They are great straight out of the bag!

I gave up trying to keep them out of the water so we had to strip them down and try to get them warm for the ride home!

What a fun day!