A Bad Dream

Sunday morning, around 6am, there's a cry from Em's bedroom, "Mommmm!"

I go in to check...

Me: What's the matter, love?
Em: I had a bad dream!
Me: What was it about?
Em: The toilet was plugged.
Me: Oh, well, that's not a very scary dream is it?
Em: To a little kid, that's a scary dream.

True, true.

10th Mountain Hut

Two weekends ago, we all went on a great hut trip to the 10th Mountain Hut, just north of Leadville. John, Floye and Mae (2 months) joined us, and allowed Em to ride in the car halfway in and halfway out (walking about 2miles each way.)

Em just soaked the place up -- she picked blueberries, hiked to the lake, helped with dishes, went to the outhouse on her own, played cards and 'took care' of Mae as much as she could. It was a great time...