Our Tuesday morning was really rough.
Then the directions to the Treehouse weren’t entirely accurate which resulted in a much longer car ride than anyone wanted.
And when we finally pulled up to the red barn to unload, we discovered that all of the perishable items we had packed were sitting in the kitchen. At home.
But after reading 52 Magic Treehouse books this year and waiting over two long months for this day, we had made it. Loaded down with half our house, we started down the long winding path.
And when the Treehouse finally came into sight, I will never forget their dash to the bridge and squeals of delight. It truly is a magical place.
The bed was so high, the boys needed to take running jumps to get up on it.
After pizza and ice cream for dinner, we hot tubbed and signed the guest book before we went to bed.
No trip to a treehouse would be complete without Penny.
Good morning Redwoods!
We ate amazing local sausage and eggs for breakfast. (Pretend they are breakfast sandwiches like Jack and Annie ate in one of the books.)
We read our 53rd Magic Treehouse book.
And left one behind for others to enjoy.
We explored the area like Jack and Annie.
And then all too soon, it was time to go. We headed up the path one last time for home.
Goodbye, Redwood Treehouse. We had an unforgettable night. The boys are determined to see you again.