A Hike With My Mom

My mom gave me the assignment to write about last Sunday, (2-5-13) when we went on a little hike with our family and we had a great adventure! Part of the assignment was that my mom had to write about the same thing that we did, so we could see it from different points of view. I learned that everything that is written (or read) has a tone. A tone is like the feeling behind a message or the feeling that you express when you talk.

My Story--

Two days ago, we got to go into the mountains and go on a little hike. But it was a fast Sunday, so it was hard to go on a hike without much energy. But it was still fun. My favorite part was when me and and Mama were both behind, (when we were going back down the mountain) and Sam and Daddy were ahead. So, we found a little shortcut trail right to our left. We didn't have sleds, but I asked if I could use my coat for a sled. She said yes, and so I took off my coat and started to sled down the hill. And guess what? It worked! It was awesome. But I don't know how it worked when my shoes were in front of my sled (coat), instead of inside of my sled. I also found a perfect stick that I could walk with, before I found the shortcut. We also found a huge, flat rock that was perfect to sit on, and so we took a few pictures of us sitting on the rock, with Glenn, our baby. There were a lot of plants on the rocks and not that much that weren't on the rocks. The mountain that we went on had a trail that kind of looked like a spiral that went around the mountain. That was a pretty cool part. After we went on a little hike, we got to go to our house and the home teachers came over. After our home teachers were done, we went to our Grandma and Grandpa's house to watch the Super Bowl. Guess who won? The Ravens won! They had Fifty-four, and the forty-niners got fifty-one points.  

My Mom's story--

It was a beautiful, winter day on Sunday, February 3, 2013. Daddy had a strong desire to take a scenic drive through the canyon. Since we didn't have time on Saturday, I suggested that we go as a family on Sunday. The sun was shining on the pure-white snow, creating glittery sparkles amongst the trees and rocks. “This is gorgeous”, I uttered as we drove around the winding roads. The kids rested happily in the back seat and made little noise, except for the periodic sound of innocent, cheerful words, “Look Mom, a big rock!”

As we travelled in silence while enjoying the views, I felt myself starting to fall asleep. The next thing I knew, the car was parked and Daddy exclaimed to all of us, “Want to go walk around?”  We all did, despite not having boots on. Quickly after we began zipping up our coats, we realized we were not very prepared for the extra chill of the wind in the mountains. “We won’t be gone too long, so we’ll be fine”, Daddy stated.  I carried Glenn inside my coat and put his hat on. He did not complain, but rather enjoyed the ride and seeing all the snow. We found a trail that led up the side of the mountain and found that it wasn’t too slippery, but had been packed down by previous hikers. That was especially nice, since we had no desire to wear the snow in our shoes.

Sam sped up to the front and led the way. With my camera (on my phone), I quickly started taking pictures of the kids as they traversed up the hills. Elle stopped for a few minutes and sat on her coat trying to see if she could slide down, but quickly learned that it wasn’t steep enough in that spot. We continued on for about 15 more minutes and then I convinced the clan to lean on a rock so I could get a picture. Daddy and I took turns and got a few decent pictures. Soon, we decided it was probably a good time to head back. Again, Sam led the way and Elle and I stayed back. As we were heading down the hill, we came to the perfect sledding spot. Elle promptly took her coat off, sat on it and slid down. It was obviously prepared by hikers who had the same desire in mind. Excitedly she exclaimed to Daddy, “I got to slide down the hill!”

We loaded up and began our scenic drive back down the canyon, only having increased our desires for going sledding again this year before the snow melts. To experience sweet moments like these together as a family, helps us to express our desires and accomplish them. What a beautiful, winter day it was.