Saturday was chilly, but not frigid, so the monkeys and I bundled up and headed out to do some adventuring.
Some might call it just a walk.
We call it “adventuring.”
Why?
Because my boys are always looking for treasures when we’re out, and when they find them, they call the walk a “Grand Adventure.”
This particular adventure yielded some interesting finds for us.
An abandoned bee hive.
A nail buried in the earth.
And the coolest find of all, (which was actually found in our yard), an abandoned deer antler.
(No worries…our hands were washed copiously after we got inside.)
Baby Monkey wants me to post this picture of his “pointy thing that came out of the trees.”
He says he knows there are hundreds of them in the neighborhood, but he thinks this one was the coolest.
Monkey Girl didn’t find anything, but came along to add to the aesthetics of the neighborhood.
It was a good adventure.
