We’re on vacation this week, in Breckenridge, CO, where it is cool enough to wear a sweater. In JULY. You all, I have died and gone to heaven.
We went whitewater rafting yesterday, which was even more fun than I thought it would be. Including the part where Henry almost fell out of our raft and was saved by our quick-thinking guide, who grabbed his life jacket just before he hit the water. So that was awesome.
(But seriously, so much fun.)
Tomorrow we’re going hiking and fishing — ok, I am not going fishing, but Charlie is. I hate fish. Thursday we’re rock climbing (yes, really!) and Friday we’re horseback riding. Crazy.
And for every single one of those activities, I’m showing up in full Preppie outdoors attire. Go me.







