Spring Hikes

The sun was shining and remarkably, no one had a previous commitment. We had to take advantage of the minor miracle. We headed up Eighth Street, parked the car, and started hiking.

We ended up at the Foothills Interpretive Center.

I guess kids never get too big to play on a swing.

It wasn't a long hike and it wasn't a perfect hike (there is always someone bickering; is that normal?), but it was a beautiful hike. It was amazing to just have everybody together for a brief moment.  Where's Michael, you might be asking? Dogs aren't allowed at the Center or the paths leading up to it, so he stayed behind with Harley.