Geocaching

On Saturday night a tradition was born! Ben and Alyson Harper, Woodson and I went geocaching! Woodson doesn't know it yet but I plan on doing this MANY more times! For those of you who have never done this, you download coordinates of these little "caches" from the internet into a GPS and then off you go on a treasure hunt! You follow the coordinates until you get close enough to walk (or maybe just close enough that your GPS keeps telling you 10 ft north and when you get 10 ft north it says 12 ft southeast and when you get there it says 9 ft west, and so on!) and then you hunt! I agree with my brother who said that as you hunt you just keep getting so excited because you don't know what's going to be in the little "cache" but you just know it's going to be good! And then you find it. . . and. . . it's. . . a bunch of JUNK! But it's ok because you still get to sign your name that you found it and feel really cool. And speaking of cool, here's Ben hunting for the goods:


Here's me and Alyson after Ben found the first cache - a microcache which the guys were all for giving up on because we searched for SO long (like 8 minutes) and couldn't find it.
Ben finally lucked out and found it while Alyson and I were out in the trenches searching! A microcache is a really small one and this one was only big enough to hold the log and some exotic coins. We looked at them but didn't take any because we didn't bring any to replace them. Maybe next time.
Here's Woodson finding (or maybe putting back) the second cache we found - it had little toys in it! But we didn't take any of those either because they were no better than the other junk I brought!

Here's us excited at the great stuff we found in our 3rd cache. We found 4 out of the 6 we looked for, got a few weird looks and a rash in the process but still had a lot of fun!

Sunday Afternoons

Here is an example of how little there is to do in the way of toys at our house. Recently, one Sunday afternoon, I looked up from doing something that I'm sure was extremely productive to find Nicole wearing some pink underwear she had found. I guess she decided they would make a good shirt. Obviously I didn't take them off right away because she had time to sneak into the kitchen, rifle through the baking cupboard, and find what she was looking for. . . here she is attempting the get-away with the bag of chocolate chips! That's Woodson's arm as he tried to grab her. After she got away from Daddy she came to me, wanting me to open them!
I think she really thought I would do it!
Just thought I would capture the following special moment on film. Here she is a few minutes later, still wearing the underwear, pooping. What gives her away: the facial expression or the death grip on the bench? Meanwhile, here was Matthew. . . we really need to get some more toys.