Six. Little. Words.

There comes a time in everyone's life when one must tackle their fears. Stare danger and intimidation in the face and say, You wanna piece of me? And that is exactly what my Twerps did today....

Well, most of them....I will give you one guess who sat this one out...

You guessed it...and I have no idea how his face got this dirty cause I would never let my child ever look like this in public. We always have on our Sunday best and it is ironed and we have lavender coming from our hair and we glisten with freshly sprayed perfume...See?But back to the rock climbing...I have a tendency to digress.

Middle Twerp looked up and said, You want me to do what?

Indiana Jones began instructing... And Middle Twerp responded, What you talkin about Willis?

Then came the six little words that would set destiny in motion...six innocent words that everyone would come to regret...Six. Little. Words.

Bet you can't do it , Mom.
Oh what naive little children....Country Girl cannot take a dare or betcha can't. It was on...and up I went. Indiana Jones grabbed the camera to document this lunatic attempt. I apologize for these shots. He can be a crazy and lose all focus.

But while he was off gallivanting and having a good time, I was making my way to the top without even breaking a sweat. Did you see that IJ?HELLO! Get your head back in the game buddy. AH, and down we gooooo....

But hugs and kisses and high fives were awaiting me at the bottom...

But not that it matters or anything, but I did win the bet and I did make it to the top, if you were wondering and all, but not that it matters.