One of our favorite activities was playing in the stream. It was free, relatively safe, and close to the condo.
Just scoping things out.
Had to throw lots of rocks.
Cheese with dad.
Cheese with Mom and Lucy.
John and Lilly had a great time throwing rocks in my direction to splash me.
We were having a grand ole' time when Lilly decided to be a klutz and slip off a rock and straight into the water. It wasn't as bad as it sounds, I laughed, she cried. She was standing on a rock, wiggling around as usual and splash, right into the water. I grabbed her and scooped her up as she screamed. She ended up wet up to her armpits. She was only upset because her clothes were wet, not because she was hurt or scared. Such a drama queen. She wasn't ready to leave so we stripped her down and let her play in her undies. There was no one else around and it didn't bother her in the least.
Kinda looks like she pooped her pants, but it is just the label in her undies.
She probably played for another half hour while her clothes dried. She is one tough kid. The water was freezing and the air temp couldn't have been much over 70. I guess she was just having that much fun.
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