Stuck

Exploring a river at sunset is amazing.

Problem is, when you are 8, sometimes you get left behind your big brothers.

My boys are dare devils, as is their father, so I left them in God’s hands for most of the trip. I mean, there is only so many times you can scream “Get away from the 800 foot drop off” or “that river is moving faster than you think” without making all their ears bleed, so Mia and I just sort of gave up and said “Look, a pretty flower” and distracted ourselves.

The boys acted like cats with 9 lives. Feral, wild cats.

They left Quinn here to figure it out……and we were all tired after a days driving and were ready to get to our cabin.

Whoa………..

I know, right, baby girl? It is maddening. Just wait until you have one of your own.

Everyone offered up hints (go back or you will be nice and wet) which frustrated him even more.

This one was really helpful….I am pretty sure he didn’t want to get his hair messed up……

I think Bill said something like “Swim for it!!” which made Quinn laugh and say “Have you felt how COLD this water is???”

It felt like an eternity…….I have about 30 pictures of the incident…but finally Cody waded across to help him and they both got soaked.

By that point Mia and I were in the car because it was cold, so, no pics.

The next day they climbed a waterfall. Not the path to the waterfall, but the freaking waterfall itself. On slippery, slimy rocks. It was hair raising.