Part1 of Mother’s Day: went to Mount Charleston with my mini me! It is 45 minutes away from my home. In Vegas, it is 100 degrees. However, up in the mountains it is 68 degrees. In the summer, they change the ski slopes into mountain biking and the ski lifts take you to the top and you barrel butt down. We saw pretty trees, butterflies 🦋, deer, three waterfalls, snow ❄️, wild horses, and me forced to walk the plank (AKA - the logs across the creek). My daughter found me a god-awful stick to help me. Yeah the stick looked like a witch’s all bent and crooked! lol 😂. If the path was treacherous, I flipped over and did the bootie cheek shuffle down! I only ended up with one scratch on my left forearm and swallowed like 49,090 gnats when I was winded and had to open up my mouth to breathe. No lunch needed!!! I told her next time, we are doing the mountain biking. That should be fun and maybe deathly!!! lol 😂