Strangely enough, our first day of winter saw temperatures in the 70s. We planned a trip to Caledon and I cast on a knitting project to take along. The boys ran ahead, leaving Jonny and I with our youngest four: Jonny wearing Job, Silas in a stroller. As I feared would be the case, I am so far unable to wear Job without physical consequences so I try not to. Otherwise I would be the one carrying him. Thankfully, Jonny isn’t afraid to wear a baby wrap. Not at all. When we finally reached the shore of the river, Seth confessed that he was worried that they might get in trouble for having raced ahead of us so far. Not so worried that it stopped him, I laughed. But we’ve been visiting this park for many years, and he, Keats, and Gabe are certainly old enough. Funny the things he worries about; it never occurred to me to be upset with him for racing so far ahead.
The kids built “houses” on the beach, Gabe found a big empty turtle shell, I did some knitting, and took a photo of some strangers and their dog, emailing it to them later. Job slept for awhile in the stroller and we joked that we might ought to bring the stroller in the house since he slept so well in it. As has become our tradition, we waited until dark to start the almost two mile trek back to our van. There’s something fantastic about walking through the woods at night. A little scary, but there is a safety felt in the sheer number of us all walking together. The kids bring headlamps, but we all agree that it is most fun to leave them turned off. We ended the night picking up Chinese food from our favorite place across town. The little ones spent the last portion of the drive home crying and complaining and Jonny said, “All of our trips end in tears. I guess they just get tired.” I guess they do. It doesn’t stop us from going again and again. There is a peacefulness that occurs when we are outdoors visiting these places we love, a peacefulness that rarely exists when we’re all in this little house, in each others’ space. And now, little Job has visited three of our favorite places. If we can manage a trip to Back Creek next summer, that will be all four. Lucky baby, and he doesn’t even know it.