Then we packed lunches- picked up some a couple of Ethan's friends (we have pretty much adopted each others families- they are so great!) and we headed out to our favorite hiking spot.
Being the end of April- we knew it would be too cold for the beach- but a hike would be perfect.
I love watching the paths the kids choose. Over fallen trees, up hills and down exploring all along. "Check this out!" "Wait for me!" "Hey- how did you get up there?" echoing all around- yet to me- it was serene. This is exactly what a childhood should be.
It was amazing. The sun and the breeze were warm and perfect. It felt like our little secret that this was a perfect beach day. It shouldn't have been, right? Michigan in April could still mean snow!
We relaxed, played and made our mark.
As we left, the boys discussed how cool it would be if a reporter saw their message in the sand. It would turn into the story of the year. They determined that they would end up on TV resolving the long mystery of the message left on a desolate beach, in the end of April. I love that they still allow themselves to believe in magic & mystery.