Round 1 of the wildflower walk began with my mom and the girls going up the ‘Goblin’. Brennyn, all three and mature, now knows that the word is gondola, not goblin, though ‘Goblin’ is still the preferred terminology in this household. Even here without a gondola in site, only chairlifts.
I manage to act all cool, guarding her too small body from a slip by using my arm as her seatbelt, then calmly asking Kaya to “NOT WIGGLE AROUND SO MUCH!” Oh, okay, not cool at all. Does anybody else get butterfly butt?
All my pictures of the girls ended up with one girl out of focus and the in-focused girl with a snarly face. Awesome.
Though cuteness seems to be just a snapshot in time these days.
Hilarious! Loving and sweet or manipulative and tormenting? Sisters that. Sisters.
On the trip down, the girls are beyond thrilled to spot our hotel and the *gasp* POOL! Later, I head back up the mountain while Gammy takes care of naps and pool visits and darned if I don’t feel a surge of joy when, coming back down alone this time, I spot the POOL and know that my GIRLS are in there now splashing and playing!