There has been a sickness streak in our house over the course of the last week, so when Sunday greeted us with beams of sunlight peaking through the curtains, crisp air squeezing through the window panes, and a home bursting with people finally feeling well again, we decided to get out there and embrace the day.

We ventured to Atwood, one of my absolute favorite parks in our area.  My oldest daughter has also discovered the magic of Atwood over the course of the last year, having attended a multitude of day camps at this fabulous preserve.  So, when she shouted, “Ok, I’m in charge today.  I’m your tour guide.  Follow me.  Let’s go!”  We all followed close behind, eager for the places she was about to take us.

Without further ado, here is our walk through the woods, courtesy of our six-year old tour guide…