We survived another week with Aunt Bonnie. The annual tradition continues. A culmination of the weeks events was a 7 mile hike up Black Elk Peak. There was some grumbles, but I ignored them and the endeavor was exhausting but successful. The picture below is the before photo. Seven miles later nobody wanted to take a picture. We were too busy partaking in our perfectly prepared picnic.
We may have taught the girls how to play poker in an effort to keep the evenings lively. I have to say they caught on quick.
It was another successful week. I always worry the older ladies will get sick of our tradition, but much to my surprise they are still game.
Do you have any family traditions? I would love to hear about them.