Emmawright came on Friday night to spend Memorial Day weekend with the Clarks. On Saturday morning, we hit Panera for some breakfast and then went for a death march hike in the nature preserve. Potter (I'll blame him) took us up some hugely insane steep trail that had us all panting. Seriously, more than a 45 degree incline. We wound around some trails we hadn't taken before and then met up with the trail that took us along the lake and over the bridge. It was a gorgeous day outside, sunny and warm, but with the trees overhead, we were relatively cool. But we were lunch for a bazillion mosquitos. Meh.
Molly climbs everything
Which she learned from Potter
Emma had been hanging from this huge tree, but when I got the camera out, she bailed on me
Another of my cutie pie
I never get tired of taking a picture of the kids on this same log. Seriously, I must have this same general pose at least 50 times in my photo library.
My best friend
The secret grotto, now with Emma. 
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