Then we climb up all those stairs and have lunch at Heissler Park. If it wasn't for an unfortunate incident with a junebug and then another with a bumblebee, it would have been a perfect morning.
(PS~See that first picture? I'm standing on top of a very large rock (more like a hill) that we had to climb over and I slid down the side - probably only three feet, but it felt like six, and landed on the rocky beach. Barefoot. And I was carrying a bag with a blanket inside and a bag with four pairs of shoes inside. This kind of stuff is not included in the stay-at-home-mom job description.)