Sometimes it feels as parents that we must move mountains with sand pail shovels. Other times it feels like we’ll never reach the peak of a mountaintop – but we do eventually get to the top. And sometimes it is just easier to ride the tram all the way up. That’s what Tricia with the awesome shoes did,
Stone Mountain is a ginormous rock. In order to get to the top, you must ride in a gondola or hike three miles. I know many of you are saying, “Pft. Three miles ain’t nothing!”
To you I want to say one word, compound as it may be – “Hearty-Tack.”
This is one bad-boy mountain!
It was such a nice day, I may have considered the hike of death, but I didn’t exactly wear the right shoes.
Ha! Her shoes really were amazing.













Thanks for the shout-out and for appreciating my cute shoes.
~FringeGirl
Posted by: the domestic fringe | April 17th, 2012 6:35 pm |