"five minutes?"

This afternoon, we decided to go on a hike. after packing some mayo and turkey sandwiches, bbq chips, and some granola bars, we went with the Edsons (Mrs., Jenny, and Chris) up this mountain that a certain person thought would take only "five minutes." The guys started ahead to scale it. Jenny, Minnie, and I came behind. Little mountain? Tiny hill?

Ha.

Ha. ("Ow, my knees!!!")

Half an hour later, we reached the top. Victory! The moms were behind us, yakking it up. When we saw them way way way way down on the trail, we decided to go down and meet them for lunch. However, we lost sight of them. When we next saw them, they were at the top.

Ha.

Ha.

Mickey was the only one laughing.

To make a long story short, we climbed up to them and had a WONDERFUL lunch. Sandwiches have never tasted better. Neither have chips. Or granola bars. Then, we climbed (and slid and fell and ran) down the "tiny hill" that would only take "five minutes." Finally, we reached the bottom and Mickey, Minnie, and Chip decided to jump in the pool.

End of story.