As I write this I have much to be thankful for. I have an amazing network and family and friends. This Thanksgiving we spent with Mr. B's family in Mount Airy...it is very amazing to feel the power of having 3 generations sitting around the same table eating a meal. We visited with cousins, grandparents, and great grandparents. I however did miss my own parents since it was Mr.B's year, of course we talked on the phone and will see them soon anyway.
On the way home from Mount Airy, we decided to take Z up on top of Pilot Mountain. We talk about it every time we go by, but actually thought it was usually closed because you can't see the main entrance from the interstate. Well, he found his second wind once we got up there so we decided to hike out to the overlook.
On the way we spotted a man and his daughter with 2 llamas. At first Z was afraid of them, he said they would smell bad. I walked up to them and began petting them prying they wouldn't spit on me. Once he saw me petting them, he decided it was OK. It was one of those amazing unusual experiences that my son seems to get in his life. Of course we got some pictures...then when we were heading to the parking lot we saw them getting into a mini van to go home. I had to laugh and of course take a picture or two to share with my mom. She appreciated the pics and the picture in her head of all this going on.
