I wish I could say that my summers are filled with days exploring the Northwest ‘s glorious forests and tide pools with my 5 and 8 year old. I wish I could say we go swimming everyday and we barbecue with friends on the lake. That my children go to bed with wind chapped lips, sunburned and dirty.  With grass in their toes, muscles sore with scrapes and bruises from running from adventure to adventure, with sleepy brains dreaming of wildflowers and streams, berry picking and crawdads.