Family Walk

Our Wednesday Wonder for today is truly a wonder. As in, I wonder how we ever get anywhere? Forget about packing everyone up to go to town. That's another story all by itself. I am talking about taking a walk. A stroll. The lolly gagging-est dawdly toddle down the road you can imagine. Dad taking a walk. A pregnant Mom waddling beside him. Two kids who can't just walk, but run ahead and then somehow manage to fall behind. A toddler that has to touch everything. And climb everything. Three dogs that do their doggy thing. Oh, and don't forget the kitten. Yea, he has to come along, too. We observe the one lone deer who we have not frightened away with our whooping and hollering. Pick some flowers. We make it up and over the hill. Round the dogs back up. Head back down the hill to home. Lose the eldest child as he climbs the slope next to the road. Pull cactus out of the beagles' elbow. Pick some more flowers. Go back after the eldest child who now can't see to make his way down the slope. Lose the old dog because she is so deaf. Yell at the big dumb dog to leave the kitten alone. Pick some grass while we wait for the boys to finish making their way back to us. Swing the toddler between Mom and Dad whether we want to or not. Make it back to the house. Lock the chickens up. Feed the dogs their dinner. (The old dog has shown back up for this.) Why do we do this again? 'Cause this is the stuff life is made of.