Given his work schedule, it's a miracle he made it to the water.
He's a good sport, wherever you take him. Mostly.
And managed to meet family near Muir's mountain for a night.
Then play more on sandy shores,
and see some fishies.
We tried to take it all in.
One day at a time.
Grateful for every moment, and every girl.
Then, this past weekend, she took us to 5,000 feet and made it.
Some days that's good enough.
We rested, read, and got sun burnt.
Some of us.
We tried new, scary things, and got through them.
We were brave.
We did the next thing.