Earlier this spring, the kids and I went to visit my sister and her family up in Grande Prairie. When we were out on a walk altogether the kids all ran up one of the hills and it took us about 15 minutes to get them to move on. Wyatt and Shannon kept chasing Emery to get her to come and she kept going straight back up to the top thinking they were going for one more run. I don’t know what it is about kids and hills but there’s certainly something that draws the human nature up to the summit to see what’s beyond. Or maybe it’s just the thrill of running back down.