Sunday afternoon Tate and I traveled to the Ledges State Park with my parents while Aaron had to stay home to grade 70 seventh grade papers about their favorite authors. I felt so bad for him, but couldn't resist getting outside for one of the last warm days of fall. So we packed a lunch and headed towards Boone.
When we first arrived Tate was really intimidated by a large log in the middle of a grassy area, and he kept calling it a fish and wouldn't go near it until I walked on it and helped him do a little balance beam routine. After we overcame our "fish " fears, the fun began. We started by hiking up, up, up to the top of an overlook. Sad to admit, but shortly after doing the up and down of the trail, I was having a little shaking leg problem, realizing: crap- I'm out of shape.
So we hiked, walked, threw rocks and "waded" in the water. Since the water was pretty cool, Tate didn't care to wade very much, so his feet got dipped into the water a few times and then they proceeded to throw more rocks. An A+ day in Tate's eyes.