Day 2 of our trip started off with a bang. We had a rough night (Evie was up crying for 2+ hours in the middle of the night), and then woke up in the morning to her screaming (which isn't normal at all--she usually wakes up happy). I stumbled out, still groggy, and quickly realized that Charlie wasn't in his crib. I called to Clint to see if Charlie had somehow ended up in our bed during the nighttime craziness. He hadn't, and Clint came running out to see what was going on. Charlie wasn't anywhere to be found in the hotel room and we started panicking. Luckily, a few seconds later, we heard a happy little voice in the hall. We ran to the door and found Charlie, laughing and running wild. I don't think he quite understood what all the fuss was about, but I have never been so relieved to see that happy little face. The door has stayed tightly latched ever since!
*This is a reenactment of Charlie's great escape (he was only too happy to oblige me :).*
After getting over our initial scare of the day, we headed out for a hike. Our drive there was LONG, and our rental Impala was not the ideal vehicle for the rough dirt road up the mountain. But after a few wrong turns, we made it to Piney Lake. Totally worth it!
Charlie is so predictable. Beautiful scenery everywhere, and what did he want to be photographed with? The Ranger. [It is difficult to describe the level of obsession Charlie has developed with Papa's Ranger. We talk about it constantly, he tells everyone we meet that he drives a Ranger or that Papa has a Ranger, and he begs for us to tell stories about "Curious Charlie and the Ranger" at least 20 times a day. Who knew this little vehicle could inspire such fanaticism??]
And the backhoe.
The backhoe was even better because its owner was fixing it (broken vehicles in need of repair are the most exciting right now). What a nut.
The evergreens were so beautiful.
Me and my escape artist.
Daddy and Evie. She now waves anytime we ask her to, but always with a very serious face.
Charlie was scouting out a picnic spot for us. He wanted to eat on a rock or on a log (turns out, we ended up doing both). We had our first of 3 peanut-butter sandwich picnic lunches on this hike. I think we are all ready for a more varied menu. :) As you can see below, Charlie developed a love of rock climbing on this trip and is now obsessed!
The Aspen trees are already starting to turn yellow, and they looked gorgeous!
Charlie's preferred mode of transportation (although he did hike on his own quite a bit) was on Clint's shoulders. Charlie is singing "Grand Old Flag" (apparently one of his favorite hiking songs) in this picture. Clint has a worried look on his face because he is scared that we are somehow raising a mini version of my father. :)
Here's Charlie in the woods. He was dying to be "in the woods" and walk "up a mountain." We did both!
We really wore the kids out on this hike.
After a short rest, we headed to Vail for dinner. Unfortunately, we got stuck in a rain storm there and I couldn't get any pictures. But we liked what we saw, and hope to get back soon!