Moving Up

Let's go with a happy post for #500 - why not?

Yesterday was a beautiful day in the ATL. We'd all had a busy day Saturday, between an all-day staff meeting, babybsitter, out to dinner, a twilight trip to the zoo for Northside Hospital parents (which is a lot, considering Northside is a baby factory), and a nighttime drive around downtown to show off the Centennial Park lights and fountain and see the new World of Coke, it was a busy day and a late night.

Around noon, I got Alex ready to head out so that Kim and Sammie could get some needed sleep. Alex didn't need it too much - he was, as usual, the first one awake. We went over to Kennesaw Mountain, where I figured it might be good to drain off some of the excess energy by starting to climb the mountain - when he got tired, we could just head back down. Also, he could look at the Civil War campsite and reenactment that was set up during the weekend.

What I DIDN'T expect was that a 3-year old boy would have no problem climbing a 1800-foot mountain, so we made it to the top in about 30 minutes where he got a huge kick out of how high he had climbed.

What I also didn't expect was that, as we were walking back down the mountain, we would see two adult deer grazing, and then be cut off on the path by a mother deer and her TWIN baby fawns that decided to cross, stare at us and size us up, and then keep going down the mountain. I didn't have the camera with me, unfortunately, but Alex still got a thrill out of seeing wild deer, especially baby deer, and the fact that he made it all the way up and down the mountain by himself - no carrying, no stroller, nothing except his feet for the 1.25 mile trail each way.

After it was all over, he settled down for a nice-long, two-hour nap. So, I guess he got plenty worn out. Too bad I can't bottle his energy, though.