Land O'Mollohan

We were recently blessed by a visit with Mollohan fam. The time was too short, but, although rather windy, a pleasure indeed. At Slate Run Metro Park, the kids scored moments to be entomologists, hunters, playmates and athletes. It was incredibly awesome to harvest sweet fruit while ringing in the first day of fall, capturing blessings for the Mollohan chapter of your family book.

 

Several Monarchs flew by. But grasshoppers were the catch of the day.

Zane was able to prep for Monday's test on the order of Phasmatodea.
(I'll try and remember to share pictures at a future time.)

Uncle Phil was caught swingin'. I believe he went the highest.

This casual football game was less of a heartstopper than our Buckeyes'.

Contrary to this photo, I'm certain the little brother took notes from the bigger brother.

And we're grateful for moments where the biggest Mollohan cousin is mentoring the littlest.
(Crazy to think there is a 16-year difference!)