Today we needed to be out of the house for a couple of hours, so I took Vince to Great Falls to walk on the Billy Goat Trail. I took my weird five fingered shoes (which I regretted because they are actually not that comfortable walking over rocks) and Vince took his sandals.
Vince was so pissed that we were walking together on a beautiful summer day. He did not want to go! He sulked and dragged his feet and pouted and cried and sulked some more. Until I said it was time to turn around to go home. And then he was fine and back to his regular cheerful self.
Cheerful enough to chat fondly about the crazy rock climbers that we could see across the water on the rock faces that were there. Can you see the little people?