When we were kids, our lives were magical. We had a dad who was fond (very much so) of adventures. Everything we did was an adventure.
We drove to Baja Mexico in our suburban with plastic and duct tape for a back window.
We hiked the back side of the G mountain (and got lost)
We captured and took home a rattlesnake so that we could learn about them.
Dad saved a baby hawk and took care of him till he could live on his own.
Mom would send us all to V&S to buy penny candy.
We went swimming all the time.
We went camping in the grand gulch and heard a cougar and saw his footprints.
And the list could go on and on.
I don't really remember where we were for this picture, but we were stopped along the road and we all climbed up and dad took our picture. The adventures we went on were often big and more often than that, small. But to young kids, they were everything. I loved my childhood. It was magical!
Mom and Dad were amazing parents. They taught us so much and our lives are more rich now for all that we were able to experience. I love you both for that!!!
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