Henry was the leader. This year, he sported some cool Superman shades and (strangely) a pair of gloves. It was 60 degrees outside.
He insisted on the gloves. Don't ask.
It's not the first time he's had a questionable wardrobe choice on the Ledges trail.
Here he is back in May of 2006 on the same trail sporting his then-favorite Gilligan hat.
We also kept with our Baby Bjorn tradition of strapping a child to Erica's chest and forcing poor Mom to march two miles over rugged terrain in the Ledges.
In 2006, it was Caroline.
This year, it was JJ. We were digging on the strawberry hat.
Here's the crew right before commencing with a barrage of rock throwing.
After convincing Henry that the Boogeyman lives in one of the cracks between the huge rock formations, he insisted on making sure that I went with him when we set up the following picture.
Being a smart-ass has its moments of backfire.
Henry also wanted to use his tacky-grip gloves to climb wet sandstone.
Henry also wanted to use his tacky-grip gloves to climb wet sandstone.
Chalk that one down in the bad idea book.
1 comment:
Wow, Aunt Amy has great fashion sense! The hat looks great, Jo Bear! I'm glad you got some use out of it. I also am thrilled to see that you haven't given up hope on the ole Funkhouser Blog yet. We promise to update soon.
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