Tracking

Tonight just before dinner when I looked out the back door, there was a light covering of snow. Way back at the end of the field, there was a family of deer that we'd been watching most of the fall, silhouetted against the snow. I was dying to go out and check the tracks and see if we could see what else had been in the field, but nobody wanted to go with me. I think sometimes I get so gung-ho about something that I take up all the energy and make it hard for the kids to collaborate. I have to learn to back off and let them take the lead. And then track them...