We drove down to Picnic Point last week for a quick little hike. Funny how nostalgic it feels to be on campus, showing the girls our old college-day haunts. Sweet little Junip is still young enough to actually want to hear it, ha.

The path was a little wet from all the rain we’ve had, and Quinn spent the whole walk down to the lake repeating “I want walk puddle!” although she showed remarkable self restraint when denied. We skipped some stones, poked a frog, saw some ducks, ate some sand, and called it a day.