We were packing up the car yesterday, getting ready to leave. Squishy was not quite ready to go. He always has a hard time leaving an adventure. We were just out scouting, and another adventure awaited us. I told him that we would definitely come back to this spot. It had great trails, and the most perfect climbing tree. (Squish named her Mrs. Oak.)
Squish digested that information for a moment…
“I know where they have great trails! America!!!”
Glad he was able to narrow that down for us.