We (CH and I) were feeling brave yesterday so we gathered up the family in the car and headed out to Banff for the day. We don't often attempt such outings all together because it's the equivalent to taking a circus on the road, and we just end up tired and frazzled. Much like every other day. Which brings us to my point. We might as well get out of the house so we can add some scenery to our insanity.
And to our delight (shock and awe) it was fairly successful. Still exhausted and frazzled at the end of the day, but with a mild feeling of satisfaction that we'd had some fun along the way.
One of our first stops in Banff was a little picnic area where I could feed The Babe and the boys went for a mini-hike by a creek. Which they loved. As we were getting back into the car a deer wondered into the area.
Oddly enough, I've been looking for a deer picture for The Babes room. Something nature-ish and whimsical. And there in front of me was a real life deer. Friendly and photogenic to boot. How can you not have a great day when you meet up with a friendly deer?