Something weird is happening. Maddox is making us into “outdoor people.” Today we drove out to Plum Island to walk along the Hellcat trail, which went through a series of dune and then marsh. If you had told us, oh, four years ago that we would have voluntarily done this, I would have called you crazy. In fact, there are pictures of me (and my sisters) sulkenly lying on the plankboard trail about ten years ago, when my family went here for a vacation.
Today though, we had a great time. It’s amazing to find such a vast amount of open space in the area.
Maddox loves trails, and always has — he is still endlessly entertained by the simple act of moving forward. A trail just seems to drive him on.
Plus, there were stairs on this trail. Can you imagine being of the age where stairs fill you with happiness and wonder?
I’m also still amazed at his energy. The trail wasn’t strenous at all, but he was halfway running the whole time. He did stop at one point, plop himself down, and request water and raisins.
He made it nearly two miles before he requested a piggyback!
that last picture is adorable! he looks so happy. hopefully he will never hit the hike = pouting stage