In Maine, sweatshirt weather in February calls for a celebration.
This morning found both Hannah and I dragging. It was 2:30 a.m. before I made it to bed following the high school state championship basketball game last night. (They won!) It was so beautiful outside that it didn’t take much to talk Hannah into a hike.
We brought Gidgy along and tackled Pigeon Hill.
Hannah and I were huffing and puffing on the way up while Gidget scrambled over the rocks without a care. Clearly, we need to do this more often.
I love these mother-daughter moments; this one taken using the selfie stick Granny Gadget sent me for Christmas. Thanks, Mom!
I’m not sure Gidget fully appreciates how small she is in this world. She tackles everything with such enthusiasm.
I wish I had her energy.