It would be easy to take them swimming, which is what most of them wanted to do. Yes, we would be getting in physical activity. Yes, it would most likely be a great memory. However, it costs money. Quite a bit of money actually. Next, I don't know about your family but typically once our towels are laid out and our spot claimed, the kids scatter in all directions to do their own thing. For our Saturday family activity this is not what I wanted. I wanted my children close to me. Close to each other.
Free. Good for the soul. Good for the body. We are all together. Appreciate the place we live. Good for the environment. Can take the dogs.
My idea involved a family hike up in the mountains. Oh my goodness. You would have thought I cut off the arm of one of my children when I listened to all the grumbles and groans as we prepared to head out. I heard negotiating, begging, questions and down right kids that were upset we were not swimming or doing something else.
Being the great mother that I am, I simply kept restating how excited I was to be with my children and dogs in the mountains and how much fun it would be to adventure in the outdoors. I drove to a trail head about 13 miles outside of town. In the parking area I could see trucks with 4 wheeler trailers. We don't have those things but figured we could hike it none the less.
With nothing more than a couple water bottles and sunglasses we set off.