Our friends, the Johnson's, came up to visit (yes Dad, it was a tax write-off, don't worry) and we took them to Wallace Falls. This was at the top of the Falls. The kids were troopers. It is 3 miles one-way, and the last 1/2 mile is pretty steep. Gage made it all the way up, but on the way back, gave in and had to be carried. He proceeded to fall asleep and bang his chin on my head for 30 minutes. Cole, despite repeated warnings, decided to run down the trail as fast as he could. When we caught up to him at the car, he had a nice big road rash on his chest from Superman-ing it after tripping.
