On my day off on Wednesday, we went hiking in the Southern Mountains (that would be the mountains on the south side of the valley ;) ), It was about a 35 minute drive out there and for the first ten minutes Eli kept saying over and over, "going hiking," like he was trying it out to see how it sounded. After a while, he would very quietly say it to himself at sporadic intervals for the rest of the little trip. It was pretty cute.
He loved climbing the rocks, finding bugs, looking for 'cool' or 'pretty' rocks, playing in the dirt and riding on Daddy's shoulders. When Eli wants to ride on Josh's shoulders, he will say, "shoulders, Daddy, shoulders." It works most of the time.
It was pretty bright (but not too hot, just about 60 degrees), so I had a hard time getting him to look up at the camera.
He kept stopping in the middle of the path to play in the dirt and pick up rocks. What's hiking without rocks to hold and shoes full of dirt to take home?
We could see the city below us; I though it was cool to see, but Eli was just looking for rocks. What a boy. :)
In the end, we wore him out pretty good. He was asleep halfway home, despite me trying to keep him awake (I was afraid he would sleep for 10 minutes in the car and not take his nap when we got home). I shouldn't have worried about it at all.
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