The stars aligned--or rather, the sun and moon did--late this afternoon, and I was able to take the Kid for a surprise, after-school walk along one of our favorite paths. I was hoping to see the solar eclipse, but it was too bright for that so we settled for studying grasshoppers--dead and desiccated, dead and still gooey, and even four or five live ones.
And, of course, we found a mud puddle. 'Cause that's what you do.
I was slow and reluctant to go too far, but he was happy to run ahead and circle back so we made a good match. Listening to him chatter, drinking in a little October--it was a pretty great date.
[P.S. On the same topic and for your Friday reading fun, Andrea had a beautiful essay on hiking with young kids in Trail Groove magazine recently--Skinny Big Hill Hard Mountain: The Labor and Love of Hiking with Children.]