While we were on vacation we decided to hike Rocky Mouth Trail. It had an amazing view of the valley. And, the hike itself was pretty short, but steep; and, it ended at a waterfall. Which I thought would be perfect for my family considering how young everyone is and now inexperienced we all are with hiking in mountains. My mom was going to meet us there, and while we were waiting we checked out some of the ginormous homes being built right at the trailhead.
This first picture I took because I loved the look of the stucco on this house ... and this was only a quarter of the house. I'm telling you, they are huge! Here's another picture of the homes right there on the mountain-side.
My children had a blast at the waterfall:



Papa and I just had to sit back, watch them have fun, and relax. I knew there would be a waterfall, but I wasn't sure what to expect; so, I put all the children in their swimsuits under their clothing. They got really wet, but I'd brought towels with us. At any rate, it was the perfect way to spend an afternoon.
Today I was sifting through all the clothing and pulling out clothes that were stained and torn, as well as clothing the children had outgrown. There was a huge pile of clothing to sort through, and an ever growing pile of clothes to donate. At one point, I pulled out a pink t-shirt and asked, "Whose is this?" Someone said it was Maryanne's, which couldn't have been true because it was a size 8. It wasn't her color anyway ... So I tossed it in the donate pile. (In hind sight, I now think my mom gave it to Maryanne for Christmas, and she said that she wasn't sure what size to get for Maryanne. Whoops on my part.) That's when Adam exclaimed that he wanted a pink shirt. Other children chimed in with, "It is his color." (Referring to his Dressing Your Truth type.) Adam bolted toward the donate pile and seized the shirt, promptly pulling it over his head and the collared shirt he had on. (Later he removed the collared shirt, after much cajoling from ...
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