Oh to be eight again.....

Yesterday we drove to over the mountain (here in Washington State) to have dinner with my daughter, son-in-law and my grandchildren.....

we stopped at the top of a pass at one of our favorite view points....I love this valley....oh how wonderful a house right here would be....right after we arrived we left to go to my oldest granddaughters soccer practice....as soon as we got there , she was already playing and there before us was this GIANT hill, wow with that in front of you you could only do one thing...and my grandson was kind enough to wait until I got my camera to roll down the hill.....

there he goes....most....

old people use the hill to sit on while they watch the practice.....

Oh how I wish I was eight......

there is the oldest granddaughter....right in the middle....

after that he was busy running up and down that hill, while his mother timed him....

then he did a hula with his mom's shoes on his hands.....

that turned into handstands, to impress his sisster and he was quite good, I might add.....oh boy to be so full of energy.....

when practice was over he ran down to carry his sisters bag for her.......

 the other girls were jealous because they didn't have anyone carrying their bag...I love that boy!

Cheers to Happy  !!