The Hike in Which I Am Truly and He is Caractacus

(To decode some of the names in today's post, do a little research here!)

We had a beautiful family day today. Kevin takes Wednesdays off, since his Sundays, some Saturdays, and many evenings in the week are taken up with ministry. So, we invaded the city library (and I think we may have even left a few books behind for others to enjoy!) and then I got to sneak away and enjoy sushi with some dear friends while Daddy "did" lunch and put G down for a nap. When I returned, we watched a family movie while snuggled under some blankets, and then we took our family worship to the hills, with a hike, some swordfighting, dinner, hymns and psalms, and even some rock sliding. (Yes, I said rock sliding! You'll see.)

(This post is mostly for Nana and Papa, who are missing their little ones lots - but you'll enjoy it, too! Caution: Many photos ahead!)

Posing by the rapids

Gideon's only pose, due to the misfortune of also being the only one who can't walk.

If you look carefully, you can see my climbers up ahead!
Daddy only had to use his I-can't-see-you-so-you-better-show-yourselves whistle twice.

Gideon wanted a closer look at the rapids, so Daddy obliged.

Hi, Truly!

Let's take a picture together, Truly! said Jemima.

Take one with Caractacus, Truly!

And with Corban!

Okay, and with Micah, too!
(I think Truly's nose got bigger with every picture.)

She borrowed brother's sword and made ready...

...poor, unsuspecting Micah.

Don't worry, Caractacus! I'll save you!

Take that! And that!
It is simply too much for Corban. He can't look.

Yep, that's what I thought! You better run!

Okay, Truly, it's safe now!

From now on, you shall be known as Boy Who Must Always Climb.

And you shall be known as Boy Who Always Tucks in Shirt.

Are you wondering what's going on in this picture?

Well, let's back up and show you what happened right before.

Apparently, the tree got a little mouthy, so she got one more swing in before Truly decided it was time for brother to have his sword back.

I'm not cold! That stuff running down my upper lip is cause I'm so happy!

Silly Mama. She ran all the way around to the other side to take my picture again. But I only have one pose!
Okay, I'll give her a smile.

Bread 'n butter 'n honey. Perfect.

Some cashews and cheese, too.

Our favorite Wednesday evening pastime completes the evening, spent outdoors singing hymns that remind us of His beautiful creation; reading Psalms that do the same.

And I couldn't resist. I'm going to title this one "Before and After Hair."
(But secretly I'm going to call it "Could Gideon Be Any More Bald?")

The End.