I really, really want to love nature. I want to bask in its naturey goodness. I want to roll in the leaves and play in the dirt. I want to hike in the mountains and have a garden. I really want to love all of these things. But I am afraid deep down I am a city girl. Only, I hate the city. Well, let me clarify. I hate Las Vegas. I can’t wait to move away from this pit of hot hell to somewhere MUCH smaller. I want to live in nature and let the babies run free. Problem is I don’t think I love nature as much as I think I do or as much as I want to.

We took the babies to Mt. Charleston last weekend and while it was fun I HATED the bugs. I am not much of a hiker and apparently neither are the babies. Yes the great outdoors smell nice, but so do my vanilla candles. And of course Jeff made the point that there is no Wi Fi in nature. =) I am petrified of spiders and don’t like bugs AT ALL. How in the world am I going to have a garden where there are SPIDERS and BUGS (remember this)?!? How am I going to roll in the leaves when they are full of insects!?! How am I going to hike in the glorious woods when I don’t care for hiking? Quite the predinky dink wouldn’t you say?

I really thought the babies would love the mountains. Explore the rocks and trails. See the GIANT trees. Get dirty. Have a picnic. Fun stuff I tell you. Too bad they cried most of the time and only wanted held. Walking on rocks up hills over logs is much harder when toting a 25 pound crying baby. We’re lucky we didn’t break something. And the picnic…ha, the bugs and flies got to our food and then I was too grossed out to eat it. So much for nature…we’ll stick with our city “nature” parks.