Our hike near Gstaad.

So this was the hike we did after we watched the cow parade.  It was very nice, but it was not very nice that Talmage whined pretty much the whole way.  Now that he’s suddenly talking more, he sounds like this.  “Me go home.”  “Me lay down.”  “You hold me.”  Every. Five. Seconds.  Kids these days.  And it’s so silly because as soon as he sees something that interests him, he’ll run off and play around with energy to spare.  Such is hiking with little children.

  

Chocolate and vanilla house.

Talmage with a stick, and Ethne with a linch pin.

 

Ahoy thar, baby-matey.

I love that baby!!

 

Then we got to the lake.  So we sat down for a rest.

This was our view.  All that yellowy mowed grass in front of us was really really spongy, and we couldn’t get very close to the lake before it was too muddy to go on.

There was a little rivulet running through to the lake.  The kids liked playing in it.

 

Hazel loves Daddy, Orrin loves chewing on an apple, and I love my husband’s muscles. 

I really like this picture of the boys.  It’s so boyish.

Then I wanted to continue around the lake, but no one else wanted to, so I went by myself.  But I didn’t even go all the way.  The sky was getting darker and darker, so I figured we’d better get going.  But here are some pictures from around the lake.  (I can’t remember the name of the lake.)

 

I came back and found this.  And he was so handsome I had to take yet another picture of him.  And Orrin was still having fun with his (now completely dirty) apple half.

Warmer stuff on and ready to go.

It rained on us on the way back, but only a little.  You can actually see it in this picture if you look really close.

And then, a rainbow.  :)  Talmage said, “I like.”