A Waffle No Wait, She's Saying Waterfall

The next stop on the way to Portland involved stretching our legs at Multnomah Falls.

Zoe loved it.  She thought it was "awesome" to see water falling from the top of the mountain.  The whole way to the falls she kept saying "let's do it."  In the picture below, I was blissfully unaware what "let's do it" meant.

Apparently being below the falls wasn't good enough.  We needed to hike up the trail.  While she sat on my shoulders and saw all the leaves.  It's only 0.2 miles to the bridge, but add 32ish pounds on your shoulders and it feels like a hike up Everest.

I had just told her that we couldn't go into the falls.  See how sad she looks?  No going in the river earlier.  No going in the falls now. 

Apparently "let's do it" means swimming in God's pools.  In the middle of October. 

I was able to distract her from her need to dip in the falls with leaves.  They were the size of her head.  We collected several on the hike down. 

She loved them so much she had to sit in a wet pile and play. 

Until we mentioned shopping.  She took the leaf the size of her head and went looking for a shirt to remember our hike.

Since you can't wear your swimming suit!