We spent a relatively relaxing weekend at the cabin. Relatively relaxing as on Friday night Miss Nora decided that sleeping was for losers and didn't, so we spent Saturday recovering. She redeemed herself on Saturday night and I was feeling peppy at 6:30 Sunday morning and actually got to spend some time on the porch, sipping coffee, and watching the wildlife and listening to the birds.
We headed to Governor Dodge State Park a few hours later and introduced our future outdoorswoman to the fine art of hiking on an incredibly muggy morning. It was so hot that we spent the latter half of the walk convincing Bodi it was worth "going on," and amazingly, Gatsby went swimming afterward and Gatsby avoids anything remotely close to a bath at all costs. Nora didn't seem to mind the heat and slept the entire time. Perhaps it was because she'd been on this exact hike (when I was close to eight months pregnant), but it's probably because if you're smushed up against Daddy's sweaty chest in a Baby Bjorn, being unconscious is probably the your best bet. She looked pretty adorable in her yellow polka dot sun hat (which, by the way, was almost impossible to find...why are newborn shoes readily available, but newborn sunhats practically nonexistent? Maybe my baby is just a slow learner, but there isn't a whole lot of walking involved yet.)
Did I take pictures of this momentous event in our child's life? No. The camera battery died. But here are a few of our children relaxing at the cabin.
We headed to Governor Dodge State Park a few hours later and introduced our future outdoorswoman to the fine art of hiking on an incredibly muggy morning. It was so hot that we spent the latter half of the walk convincing Bodi it was worth "going on," and amazingly, Gatsby went swimming afterward and Gatsby avoids anything remotely close to a bath at all costs. Nora didn't seem to mind the heat and slept the entire time. Perhaps it was because she'd been on this exact hike (when I was close to eight months pregnant), but it's probably because if you're smushed up against Daddy's sweaty chest in a Baby Bjorn, being unconscious is probably the your best bet. She looked pretty adorable in her yellow polka dot sun hat (which, by the way, was almost impossible to find...why are newborn shoes readily available, but newborn sunhats practically nonexistent? Maybe my baby is just a slow learner, but there isn't a whole lot of walking involved yet.)
Did I take pictures of this momentous event in our child's life? No. The camera battery died. But here are a few of our children relaxing at the cabin.
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| Resting up for an all-nighter. |
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| "I'll stay inside and make sure the a/c continues to work, thanks." |
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| The return of pig-dog. Guess who's getting a bath today. |
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