Aren't these deer beautiful?
I figured all along that this morning I'd spot many animals in the forest... I planned on filling up my camera's memory card throughout the day.
I intended to then download the photographs TONIGHT.
Instead, I'm here.
Not in the mountains, but back at our hotel, looking up at them. Granted, the view is GORGEOUS, but I'd rather be hiking up there than blogging...
Those pictures of the deer? Taken as I drove back to the hotel this morning with Katya, leaving my dad and Natalia to enjoy the trek with a Park Ranger.
We had a such a fun day planned and were "up and at 'em" nice and early. Trek at 10 a.m., some downtime for lunch, then more afternoon activities in the park...
Then reality--or your seven-year-old--sinks in.
Even though Katya had the energy to go swimming in the hotel pool this a.m. before breakfast, she crashed afterwards. We got her into the car and up to the ranger station, but then the moaning began. The threats of imminent vomit. Then the familiar whining and moaning started up again.
I'd had it.
I didn't want her spoiling the morning for my dad and Natalia, so I brought her back to the hotel. She's been in bed for an hour, but hardly sleeping... I know she's tired because she woke up for the day (and, therefore, so did I...) at 4 a.m. We could check out within the next half hour and not have to pay for tonight, but I think she'll be fine for this afternoon's activities and we'll stay through tomorrow as originally planned.
We had a L-O-N-G talk about what it means to cry wolf... It's hard as a parent when you have no idea if your kid is actually sick or full of it... I've erred before, forcing her to do things when she's actually ill... Better to have let her rest, I guess.
Here's hoping that the rest of the day will be much more enjoyable...
Anyone else ever feel that you need a vacation from your vacation? Yeah... That's why I'm doing the Half Marathon in Chicago... Those few days on my own, grueling as the race will be, will really recharge me...