Over our winter break holiday, we teamed up with three other Moms and five other kids for a big day of adventure. The art association in a neighboring town constructed a walking labyrinth on one of the hiking paths by the Chattahoochee River. Unlike Mr. Jackson's song, it did not get hotter than a hoochie coochie. In fact, it was a little chilly but the sky was clear and the sun was bright.
Note to self: Children are not very conducive to meditative walking.
Note to you: Some mothers are not very conducive to meditative walking.
We left the labyrinth and headed off-road along what is called the We-Wau Foot.
The trail offered many strange and wonderful sights.
There was a lot of unruly underbrush but we beat it back
then checked for spiders in our hair.
We were going places, people! And then....
I don't know if you've ever seen the evidence but, this is what it looks
We were forced to turn back when we reached the busted up bridge.
But you know how that is-when one adventure ends, another begins.
Our next one began in the restroom.
But that's another story entirely...
3 comments:
I look forward to learning about the restroom adventure with a sense of trepidation.
I find those walking labyrinths fascinating.
Don't hold your breath, Steph! I still haven't finished my vacation post from 2 years ago!!! I have a million restroom stories.
I was hoping to see David Bowie's junk.
But the kids are cute, too.
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