
The beginning

Base of Hayes Hill

Go, Team Ronan

There were a lot of people.... And I'm sure they loved parting ways to let our enormous jogging stroller (aka, prince Ronan's throne) through!

Top of Hayes Hill

Can you feel the joy? Ronan is ecstatic to be so close to a fire engine.


Met up with a bunch of our friends, in fetching lederhosen.

Ronan checking out Stef's beer

It's Snuffy!

We always love seeing the salmon swimming upstream. Here they are close to the start line (aka, their finish line!)

Later that afternoon, since the weather was still sunny, we walked to Stowe Lake from our house. It was dedicated "Ronan time" which means C & I weren't allowed to tell Ronan where to go or what to do. He did exactly what he wanted to do! It's an amazing thing to sit back and watch him figure things out and make his own decisions. On this afternoon, he spent a good 20 minutes playing with a stick, traversing a small stretch of walkway and grass, poking his stick into bushes and rocks. He pretended his stick was a drill, a guitar, and a hammer.


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