It was a great time, but the pics don't exactly convey the full range of emotions experienced on this outing. The mile hike down to the waterfall was fine. We rested there while listening to the flowing water and drank Yoo-hoo and ate bananas. Paradise was restored for a brief time.
Experienced and shrewd parents will be wincing right now, though, because you will have realized that I have committed a cardinal error of parenting: giving the fun snack only half way into the hike. I knew this was a mistake as I was doing it, but that is how it happened. ("The good I want to do I do not do...")
The mile back was, to use good Christian language, an opportunity for developing more patience and character and all that good stuff you would rather avoid. I had to carry Ava back the whole mile because she said her legs couldn't move anymore. Anabelle had to go #1 "real bad" so I took her behind a tree but I couldn't get her to assume the right position, so I told her she would have to hold it. About 1/4 from the end Ava started crying and repeating, "I have to go poo so bad, I have to go poo so bad..." Right before we got back to the parking lot, both girls said, "I never want to do this hike again." Like I said, the pics don't tell the whole story.
I am happy to say that both girls were able to maintain control over their excretive systems until the proper facilities were made available to them, and I was able to maintain control over my nervous system the whole time (well, most of the whole time).
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