It's embarrassing, really. We live 15 whole minutes from Stone Mountain, and for the first time in over five years, we took the kids there today to get out and run around. We started the morning hiking (and I use that term loosely, seeing as how I was in flip-flops) about halfway up to the top of the mountain. Frequent stops were made for photo ops and to corral Michael back in from hopping on every. single. rock. he saw. And there were a lot of rocks.
There were also a lot more photos taken than the ones below. CLICK HERE for the full gallery, if you're so inclined.
Next up was the Skyride to the top of the mountain. Michael wasn't totally thrilled we had to wait for a whole five minutes. In his defense, there were no rocks to jump on while in line.
Before heading to lunch, we did a little geese and duck feeding. The kids can't read yet, so it's not like we were setting a bad example or anything.
And the best part of the day? Pooped kids. Who also ate every bite of their lunches. Win-win all-around. We'll be back.