#tbt: November over the years

On this day exactly twenty years ago:

 

And one week later, since we were apparently full of energy and optimism when we were twenty-five:

Three years later with a second baby in tow, what else would we do on a November morning but climb a huge mountain? Apparently I still had ambition at age twenty-eight.

I see that another three years and a third baby (not pictured) reduced me to the local playground.

Then there was the following November when we went to Sea World with Nana and Grandpa, when Lizzy had just turned one and I didn’t yet know I was pregnant with Caleb:

I’ve always thought Sea World should pay me for this picture

I’m thankful to reflect that in November of 2025, my brood has grown to include a daughter-in-law, and if I climbed a mountain, they’d probably be more likely to carry me than vice versa.