We're alive and well despite my radio silence around these parts. I've been doing lots of weird stuff like going to counseling and examining my life and trying to figure out who I am. Yeah. Weird.
Two weeks ago we went on a little vacay to Colorado Springs and I thought I'd share some pictures, so ...
We spent the first day at the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo. It was really, really cool. So cool I forgot to take pictures. I got this one, though. Evidence of the phenomenon that occurs every time I say, "Look at the camera." Every time.
K liked it, too. Sort of.
The next day, we went to the Garden of the Gods.
Read: I dragged three cranky children and a husband around in the hot, hot sun because rocks.
Whatever. I liked it.
We even got a family picture. #miracle
My hat is dorky. But skin the color of a tomato is more dorky.
Then we went to an arcade in downtown Manitou Springs. That place is AWESOME.
If you're ever passing through, hit it up.
We ate. And ate. And ate some more. No pictures of this. You'll just have to take my word for it.
And we bought nine, yes, NINE rubber ducks as souvenirs because
On the way home we went over Independence Pass and crossed the Continental Divide.
A few nights ago, when Grover was putting the kids to bed, T told him, "We're going on vacation again next week."
"Really?" Grover replied. "You paying?"
"Yes," T said.
"We can use my piggy bank."
*sniffle* I'm calling this one a success.