We still go on many bear hunts.  Max claims to have found several, but I can’t say I’ve seen one just yet.  We trek to this favorite bear hunting spot of his, then he suddenly declares he has seen a bear, and we have to rush home.  

Bear hunts are actually very similar to all our other walks, but with less tree climbing and a more dramatic return trip.  

I think I remember another small person fascinated with fire hydrants.  And is it a coincidence that she’s been carrying around the little red fire engine from her puzzle everywhere?  Whenever we go for walks, she has to stop and explore.  

Max hangs out in the closest tree while she checks out the hydrant.  Sometimes Daddy joins him.