Ted has lived in the Pasadena area for almost 7 years and during that time, never visited one of the most beautiful fire magnets in Southern California: Eaton Canyon. So we decided to check that off his list and go as a family (that still sounds a little weird to say, so I'll be writing it often to get used to it). We strapped 3-week old Tessa in the Bjorn and hiked along the wide trail that runs parallel to "the wash". It was a popular spot on that particular Saturday; I think most of the large countries of the world were represented. Despite my fatigue, we enjoyed ourselves immensely, and got stopped a couple times for baby-ogling purposes. We totally love that!
Here was a shady spot where we stopped to rest. Tessa was fast asleep and had bad acne at the time, but the two women who passed by didn't care. They cooed and reminisced anyway.
We were stopped again on the trail when another woman saw those cute little legs dangling out of the bottom of the carrier. I think "adorable!" was her comment. I couldn't agree more. Now, at almost 6 weeks, double the age, her thighs are about double the size. I'm getting a little nervous for the 12-week mark.
Eaton Canyon has a VERY shallow brook that runs down the rocks, so it's a popular spot for families with young children, because they can play in the water without fear of drowning. We weren't the only ones that day with a camera. This mom was seen squatting, taking pictures of her little redhead, for a good half hour. Ted and I couldn't stop giggling. I think I even remember him audibly asking me what the moon phase was supposed to be that evening. He's so naughty.
But seriously, how do you NOT know your bum is hanging out THAT much?? Can't you feel the air breezing by? Did she mean to do it? Is she trying to even out her tan lines? I just don't understand. Why not strip down completely? It's not like she's leaving much to the imagination. I'm glad it was clean though.