Zip-A-Dee-Do-Da

Perhaps eager to reprise last summer's water slide incident, my nephew C seemed particularly anxious to see me on the zip line in Alaska.

Not one to disappoint, I suited up.  C and JT came along for the ride.  Riding shotgun was my sister K, whom I believe hatched this plan in the first place.

We set off on a beautiful day.  The zip line equipment was the real deal. 

 The course featured 10 zip lines (11 if you count the bunny slide……the try-me bite slide, which seemed plenty adventuresome to K and me…..little did we know). 

Add in two swinging bridges. 

 And did I mention the final rappel down the tree?  Because, yeah, I wasn't scared enough.

We all survived.  In fact, we had a blast.  And the next time these boys dare to suggest that we don't do enough for them, I'll be dusting off these photos.  Because we are some bad ass mamas, people. 

World, take note.