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June 23, 2014
walk it out
The great thing about vacationing with family is the loosely interpreted schedules. When we say "we're leaving first thing in the morning," what we actually mean is 10 or 11 am. I'm pretty sure this drives my dad crazy sometimes, but the rest of us sure love it. Last week in Montana, Sam and I would go for a walk every morning. I would wake up with achy hips (gotta love sleeping in a bed you're not used to, and without your usual armada of pillows nonetheless!). Sam would call it "walking out my pregnancy," and we'd stroll down to the lake each morning. Even with our pregnancy walks, we'd still make it back to the cabin in time to warm up by the fire (score!), and then over to the other cabin in time for huckleberry scones (double score!). It's seriously gorgeous up there, and I loved being outside every morning.