Afterwards, Grace described this as "mountain climbing" but it was really more like a short dayhike on a very gentle trail - a tenderfoot slope when the ski hill we hiked on is open for the winter season. Afterwards, we had ice cream, which is how every good athletic endeavor ought to end. We saw beargrass blooming everywhere, which we don't usually see since we visited Montana earlier in the season than we have previously.
The kids love small hikes, and although my impulse is to sign them up for a gentle five mile backpack trip, they're probably still a year or two away from being able to actually enjoy that. I think their time is coming, though. They really enjoy being outside and they're both naturals at noticing interesting plants and animals, and being attuned to what's around them. 
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