Silver Lining...I mean Lake

I have felt a little anti-blog this month...anyone noticed? It's already the 19th and I've only blogged twice. Oh man.

Things have been going on. I still need to post about our House Warming party (we are thoroughly warmed), the Police and Fire Safety Fair (we are decidedly not fire safe, but we're working on it), and a few other random dates and hikes and cute kid moments. But, to break me out of my blogging slump, I am skipping all of that and going straight into yesterday's adventure to Silver Lake.

I had never been to Silver Lake before--actually, I had never heard of Silver Lake until Lisa suggested going there. The day started off rather poorly, long before we ever left the house. The drive wasn't so amazing, either.


We kept hitting traffic on our way there. This was a major accident on I-215...according to Chris, there was a drunk driver driving down the wrong side of the freeway, which ran into a semi, which then exploded. You can easily see the semi and the burn area to the right. If you look closely, you can see the very top of the smashed car peeking over the barrier on the far right edge.

For a while there it looked like we wouldn't make it at all, but I'm glad we did. We started with a little picnic.



Michael had already eaten, so he kept himself occupied by tying knots. In bushes.


Then we headed around the lake. Lovely view. (Notice Dalton's arm trying to grab all the plants?)


The path is 100% stroller accessible. Very convenient.


This is what was so interesting. If you can't tell, there is a school of fish (at least their tails) poking out from under the bridge.


We even saw a real beaver dam. That was cool.


And more baby ducks. Those never seem to get old.


Well, I guess the ducks get old. They grow up. But it never gets old looking at them. At least to small children.

Jane occasionally tried to be helpful and push the stroller. This only worked when we were on the boardwalk...


It was very helpful having Michael with us to keep up with Jane and Dalton. They are often opposed to the strollers. Thank you, Michael!


And just some more cute pictures from our walk:



I think Megan looks much older here. Sigh.


The requisite sleeping baby picture. Sigh. They are still so cute when they're asleep!


Megan has learned that it can be highly entertaining to run your hands along whatever we happen to be walking past at the moment. And yes, she usually does only use one finger.



Cheesy grin.


More normal grin.


Did I ever tell you that Megan likes to eat rocks? Every time I took one out of her mouth, she'd put at least two more in.


"Mom, you forgot to buckle me."


And finally, we managed to get a pretty darn cute picture of all four grandkids. Dad, is this what you were looking for?

Sometimes, we all just need to get outside.