Millard Canyon Falls Hike

Yesterday we went on Bronson's first "real" hike, in the nearby San Gabriel mountains, right at the very end of Lake Avenue (for those of you who've visited, Lake is where the Trader Joes is) to Millard Canyon Falls. I was web surfing the other day and feeling sick of big cities and manicured lawns when I came across this hike. It's nice to know that forests and rivers aren't too far away.

So, the hike is 1 mile return and there's a nice waterfall at the end. However the waterfall is just a trickle in the summer, much more spectacular in the winter/spring when we've had a little rain. Not that we got that far :) I think we got about half way, then found a nice area next to a clear pool in the river and sat and had our lunch. Bronson and I dipped our feet in and got dirty. Matthew helped us clean off. It was relatively easy hiking terrain, but there is a bit of climbing and slipping in the dirt that made it a challenge for our 1 year old. When B is 2 maybe he'll be better suited to it, we definetly will be going again. A suprise bonus is that apparently when dining in the forest Bronson will eat whatever you give him, he ate cheese which he has avoided in rectangular form for many months, rice crackers which he won't touch at home, even... MIXED fruit cup! He generally likes his fruit cups limited to one colour and shape of fruit, thank you very much.
Bronson pushed dad aside from this rock and claimed it as his resting spot.

In other news, as far as pregnancy goes, I am 10 weeks along, yay double digits! I'm feeling pretty sick in the evenings and early morns on my bike ride to work. I'm doing a blog update @ 3am while eating fruit loops, so I guess midnight snacks have started. Blahh. We have taught Bronson that "baby" is in mom's belly, so when we ask where baby is, he points and sometimes he gives baby a kiss. For no real reason I feel like it's a boy and we talk like it's a boy. I do plan to find out, but in true 2nd child fashion (so my mom tells me), I have put off seeing a doctor and won't have my first appointment until next Thursday, at which point I should already be able to hear the heart beat, and the baby is already the size of a kiwi. I do feel guilty seeing as my first appointment with B was 2 weeks after I found out, and even then the doc had made me wait that long to see her. Oh well.

Bronson's b-day party is Monday, and real b-day is Wednesday, so I have a busy week ahead, but my co-worker is back from vacation, so no more 6:45 work mornings, now I'm back to 8 - 12 and I couldn't be happier about that.