After one camping trip in a tent…which as you might recall included a puking incident…we decided we needed to upgrade at least a bit at long last. Once you put an idea in Steve’s head, it doesn’t take him long to take action :). So, we headed off on our first non-tent camping adventure. It was SO MUCH FUN! What great memories can be made in the dirt. I once heard someone say that camping seems like nothing but a series of chores. Funny. Sort of true. But it’s so much easier to spend time together without the other distractions of home (both theirs and ours). So, we have enjoyed the “chore” of camping a lot this summer. Here are some memories from our summer (sorry I am incapable of narrowing these down to one or two).
Parker is an amazing helper these days. He can always be found helping set up the camper, gathering fire wood, rounding up his brothers, building the fire, and taking the camper down when it’s time to head home. Such a blessing to have a boy who’s growing up :).
Tristan is chief resident in charge of giggling – or screaming – whichever suits him for the moment :).
To find Dylan, follow the sounds of a piggy, affectionately known as “Pibby.”
Most of the time we were ALL happy to go on a hike ;).
Favorites? Fire.
Dirt.
Building “Pibby Cages” out of pine needles.
Chopping down trees. In the campground. Yes, Steve, that is against the rules. Very good look of surprise, Steve.
Playing in the trees.
Sometimes all business.
Sometimes all out fun.
Always a happy ending to a day chilling with dad (Yes, I took the cushion off the bench for Dylan to eat his “bea rie” (translation: beans & rice – his favorite meal, most days requested for breakfast, lunch, and dinner). You know how I love a mess!).
There were a few problems and owies along the way of course.
We ended up with a flat tire that turned out to be the world’s most ridiculous ordeal – but about 6 big strong men later we got it tackled :). Steve was not smiling. But I must have said something funny so it looked like he had a good time!
Parker fell off the picnic table (but after he got over it, he insisted on recreating it for the camera!). Tristan & Dylan did not get any laughs out of any of their owies…so no pictures there…but there were plenty of bumps and bruises.