I have spent the last few days taking my kids exploring while DD#1 visits (each day a different sibling has skipped school and gone along). I am convinced my kids are trying to kill me because each day has been a new adventure in hiking, climbing, etc.
Today started with hiking at the top of a nearby mountain - on the 'expert' path....then hunting for geodes in a field.....then climbing around an old castle...and finally lunch and some (much needed) clothing shopping for DD#3 in a town on the shore. I twisted my ankle on the hike this morning and it is KILLING me right now! The girls are out and I am here icing my ankle.
Man....I'm getting old! One little twisted ankle and I want to hide. Thankfully, we will be mostly "home bound" for the next two days so I can recover a bit....Sunday it is back to climbing/hiking/heaven only knows what.