After a long trip with lots of other people, we wanted to spend some time as just the four of us. So for the final day of our long weekend home, we headed to Grouse Mountain to have some alone time with the thousands of other people on the hill.
Elisabeth has grown this summer and she was pumped to be able to reach the handles on the gondola.
Even if she couldn't quite do it without standing up on tippy tippy toes.
Feeling a bit gleeful, she assaults her poor father.
Stealing his hat.
We got up to the top and decided to go visit the bears.
Lizzie bounced her way up the mountain.
Stopping very briefly to pose for pictures in the tree stump.
And there's something so majestic and feelingful about trees.
At least, I think so.
After our stroll, it was time for the lumberjack show.
If you've never seen it, you need to. It's corny, and silly, and there's a few bits that you might want to cover grandma's ears for. But it's a lot of fun.
Plus, what Canadians don't love a good log roll?!
Even though the show hasn't changed in all the years we've been going up the mountain, it still stresses this girl out.
Especially this part.
I won't give away the ending ;)
We met an owl on our way to lunch.
The tables were all full, so we went to have lunch on the lawn.
Which was just as full of spectacular views as the tables would have been.
But how can you be grumpy when you have trails like this.
On the way back, we happened upon a paper airplane contest. Can you see Andrew?
We were patiently waiting our turn, when mountain staff gave us these tickets to ride the super secret gondola down.
And then, because we can never just end a day, we stopped at Ikea. Here's my huge boychild trying out office life.
And here he is pretending to be a manager. Looks about right.
Trying out beds because we need one more for our students.
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