We walk to school just about every day, regardless of the weather. It's a short walk, only a half mile.
Some days, the four of us walk in a tight cluster and talk.
Other days, the girls dash ahead and play some sort of game as they walk/skip/run. The game usually involves some sort of superhero scenario. The girls' backpacks are called into action and serve as rocket packs, hang-gliders, or some other super accessory.
And on some days, Pete will walk with one girl and I will walk with the other. This gives us each an opportunity to hear what the child in question has to say, what's on her mind, and what's in her heart. Pep talks are given. Often, one child or the other will ask some sort of philosophical or intellectual question that will lead to a lengthy conversation.
Pete and I carry the girls' backpacks, as they are often fully loaded. The girls have collections of key chains on their backpacks, so we are accompanied by the clinkety clinkety clinkety sound of jingling plastic tchotchkes.
Our walk takes us down sidewalks...
... and through a short stretch of woods...
... and down more sidewalks.
Walking on stone walls is, of course, mandatory:
Until we reach the entrance to the school grounds. There's a short trail on this side and we walk uphill through a tunnel of trees:
We reach the front of the school, give hugs and kisses, and send the girls off to face the day: