Where we stayed, east side of Rocky Mountain National Park, a bit off the beaten path:
She picked her own hiking outfit
She wasn’t the most cooperative hiker but she had fun before she decided she was “bored”. Bored=My mom is around so I will throw a fit cause there is nothing more fun than driving her crazy. Anyway, here are some pictures before the tears:
She liked to walk to edges of rocks, holding Uncle Reggie’s hand, until she reached the edge and could see the roaring water, straight down, and then, ONLY THEN, she no longer wanted to hold his hand, cause, ya know, she’s a big girl. Terrifying.
Me, in my goofy blue hat in front of a waterfall.
Going to Colorado with my dad, a Colorado native, you will always hear him say two things:
1. “They don’t have clouds like this in Kansas.”
In his best, I’m-talkin’-to-you-young-whippersnappers voice:
2. ” I remember when this valley was all ranches”
We all know what new housing developments look like so here are some more Colorado clouds:
More pretty pictures:
With a purple penstemon