We all got to go for another walk yesterday. This time we went to Lake Poinsette and Mom showed Dad our hidden path to the lake. Mom had to walk in front because she looks down when she walks where as Dad looks straight ahead and thus has a habit of tripping over things and with all the leaves on the ground it was worse then normal. It went something like this.....Mom - "tree root, branch, hole, tree root, step, tree root, branch".......and so on. Maybe we should of been listening to Mom too because even we tripped over things a few times.