Heading up to Whistler yesterday, Sarah started whining "baby fast, Daddy.....baby fast....." We didn't know quite what she was getting at, but when she started dry heaving in her car seat the message was loud and clear: these roads are awfully windy....slow down or I'm gonna barf!
Matt pealed into the parking lot at Murrin Lake and we slowly progressed from kneeling in the grass to a slow walk, to throwing pebbles in the lake, to climbing rock walls. When she made this face we knew we were safe to get back in the car!
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