I'm going to start this off by talking about photography and what it means to me. I love taking pictures. LOVE. I've read the studies that say taking photos means you'll remember less of the experience but I don't think that applies to me. Photos are my language. I rarely set things up and I love to see if I can capture the essence, the feeling of what we're experiencing.
That said, you can imagine how it killed me that I not only forgot my camera, but also my camera phone on this hike. We went hiking with my friend Tiffany and her kids and Tiffany was nice enough to take photos on her phone and send them to me. If she wouldn't have had hers I'd probably have come home afterwards and sketched it. LOL.
I mean, the two of us got five kids six and under up to the summit of a mountain. There were tantrums going up, there were tantrums going down. But we all perservered and we did it. And we took the hard way - apparently there's an "easier" route and we missed it. We literally walked straight up the face of a mountain. I'm so freaking proud of our kids. Their first summit! For the rest of the day I was under the influence of some pretty crazy mountain-climbing endorphins. I wanted to shout in people's faces, "We just climbed a mountain! Booyah!", so it's probably a good thing that I just went home afterwards. Heh.
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