They Walk on Water

Two grandchildren hitched a ride with my eldest brother and his wife from California. They are here for a short and busy weekend. We went to the park and threw Frisbees. We hiked in the hills.

I have proof that they walk on water.



Sort of.





What kid can resist a wall of dirt.


And a victory celebration at the crest.


I took the path, but the satisfaction was just as sweet.

Comments

DesLily said…
great shots Pam! Wow your granddaughter has gorgeous hair color!

btw: the Leven Thumps books are great for that age kid! And so are the Septimus Heap books (beginning with Magyk) by Angie Sage, and best yet are the Inkheart books by Cornelia Funke.

Oh and my wordpress blog is just a copy of the blogspot blog in case you don't want to comment alone at wordpress lol.. it's a backup. I don't know if you read comments (Ido lol) but any would be at the blogspot site at this addy:
http://herethereandeverywhere2ndedition.blogspot.com/
5:10 AM, June 10, 2007
willowtree said…
Obviously having no kids of my own, I can't possibly be an expert, but it seems to ma that your most important job is to provide them with memories like these.
5:42 AM, June 10, 2007
Anonymous said…
Looks fun!!!They are getting so big.
8:57 AM, June 10, 2007
Beckie said…
That looks like a lot of fun! I remember going to that park a time or two as a kid - walking on the water was so much fun!
9:11 AM, June 10, 2007
Amanda said…
Those kids are HUGE. I can hardly believe it. I imagine it was torture for dad and you to hang out with them and take them to the creek. Nice pix mama.
10:07 AM, June 10, 2007
Masago said…
Enjoyed immensely.
10:07 AM, June 10, 2007
ChrisB said…
wonderful grandparent time and lovely photos as a record enjoy the rest of the weekend.
11:05 AM, June 10, 2007
Shelby said…
awwww what an awesome time I can see you all having!!!
11:31 AM, June 10, 2007
katy said…
and walk on water they did! you look like you all had a fun day it is great to enjoy the company of the young, so full of life and energy.
looking forward to the blog party!
11:45 AM, June 10, 2007
Debs said…
Looks like a lot of fun! :) The pics are great!! The bottom one is just breath taking :D
11:47 AM, June 10, 2007
Anonymous said…
Love the photos! I wish I had a Grandmother who lived out in the country. It looks so peaceful.
2:09 PM, June 10, 2007
Molly said…
Your pictures are beautiful. I love the walking on water pictures; you had me fooled. Your pictures tell a story, and you can tell that a good time was had by all.
2:22 PM, June 10, 2007
Jenny, the Bloggess said…
It doesn't even look real. So amazingly beautiful.
5:02 PM, June 10, 2007
Heather Plett said…
Those are great pics! What a lovely way to spend the day.
8:43 PM, June 10, 2007
Anonymous said…
Thats it im moving out to your place..

mumbles

now where are those darn directions?
11:14 AM, June 11, 2007
AngelConradie said…
i just LOVE that picture of the girl's feet in the water. truly a moment in time!
1:54 PM, June 11, 2007
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