One more tonight, then I swear I am going to bed! These are from last weekend. The snow is finally falling here, and it had me re-invigorated to be in the mountains again. So Joe and I went on a little hike (we didn't quite make it to the snow line). He made it 2 miles on his own. The photos are from the early part of the hike when the trail was relatively easy. As the trail progresses it gets increasingly more difficult. But Joe stayed resolute to do it on his own, which meant NOT! I repeat NOT! holding Papa's hand, until he at least tried each section on his own. It certainly meant running down every slightly declined section. This of course meant I put the camera away and spent my time "hovering" (something with which I am not very astute).

As we approached the trail head this time he started freaking out, in a good way, in the car seat. He then realized why I had put his "go shoes", that's what I call his running shoes, on and started shouting "SHOES' YEAH! SHOES, YEAH! SHOES!" Definitely in my top five for favorite papa moments, others in the list being, his determination to go to bed with his skis a week ago Sunday, and our morning sessions watching ski videos.

Enjoy!