White Rock trip

The boys went to the deer woods this weekend, so we (the women), decided to take a trip to the woods too.  We ventured up to White Rock, which is about 20 miles north of Mulberry, Arkansas.  I had printed off directions to follow on the way there, but somehow it lead us to White Rock, AR instead.  We went about 20 minutes off course, but finally made it to the top of the mountain after dragging in the van a couple of times, and stopping to pick up some Chesters chicken because we were starving.  My sister came and met us from Fayetteville.  She beat us there by an hour!!  I had an excuse (2 kids, bad directions, and an appetite).  Thank goodness for my sister’s messy trunk of clothes that she hadn’t unpacked into her dormroom, or we would have frozen to death.  It was about 20 degrees colder on top of the mountain than on the ground in Greenwood.  We took coats, but it wasn’t enough.  We bundled up in what she had, and pretty much buried Raegan in her blankets, and headed off to explore the view!!!  And, man, was it worth it.  It’s definitely a little piece of heaven up there.  I love to sit up at high places and just enjoy the view.  The trees were beautiful.  We ate our chicken and drank Dr. Pepper!!!!!!!!  This is definitely the most adventureous I’ve been since Raegan was born; matter-of-fact, since Laynee was born…

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