Camping...sort of

8.11.2008

Finally the day arrived (after weeks of asking, how long?) for us to leave for a short break. We were longing to get out of the hot, dusty city and find some cool greenness. A five and half hour trip north (usually 2 1/2 hours, but they are redoing the roads...the WHOLE way) took us to the perfect spot. We aren't really campers, so these rustic cabins were probably as close as we'll ever get to the tent thing.

Close friends joined us and the kids and adults alike had a blast. Here's a peek into our time away:


The car is packed, everything is finally ready and ... delay. We can't find Spangle, the bear in Sophie's arms. After an intensive 10 minute search Spangle was found and off we went! Hooray!

I am not kidding. Family pictures are a sort of strange torture for us. Benjamin is our current problem child...he has decided he hates cameras.

Sophie in the river bed (like the one we had to cross to get to the campground)...notice the herd of cattle in the background?

Building a rock bridge in the river (one of many started and never finished)

See-sawing with Daddy

Roasting marshmellows (thanks to a package from Georgia that arrived just in time!)

Partners in Crime. The girls faithfully carried their walking sticks everywhere they went. It was the cutest thing!

John wrote the girls names (yes, there were two Sophies) on their sticks so they could keep track of them. We were sad to say good bye to these inanimate objects.


End of vacation and we still love each other (smile)


I won't tell you all the trouble this little dynamo got himself into during the time in the woods, but needless to say, he fell asleep about five minutes into our trip home.