The gang headed up to the top of the big hill.
View from the top.
Oliver kept insisting that he was tired and needed to be carried.
Daddy's shoulders provided an even better view.
It's hard to see because it blends into the background but GrandPop is holding up a tumble weed. Guess where that tumble weed is now...yes, it's here in Vancouver with us. Just as we were leaving Grandma Heidi informed Noah that a lot of people in Kennewick spray paint their tumble weeds in bright pretty colors. Guess what Noah wants to do now...
Noah, off the trail and making his way back up.
4 comments:
Good idea! I know when I was a kid there was a family in town that never had a traditional Christmas tree. They decorated a big ole tumbleweed...different, and kind of cool for a kid. Looks like you guys had a great time...
Grandma Ricki
I hope to see a bright pink tumbleweed flamingo on your lawn next time I visit!
I'm a little bit nostalgic. Thanks for sharing.
Stacey
looks like you had a great time on your quick trip. love all the pictures. that's cool that you can go up to the windmills...I never knew that. Definitely will have to make that a trip when we go.
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