80 degrees Farenheit.
No rain or even clouds.
This can’t be our annual family camping weekend!
Everyone came, we shared two sites, celebrated Kyla’s birthday, swam, and generally had a wonderful time. (Okay. If one had to be honest, one may have to admit that Saturday had been a rotten day. But I got better.)
Look who got her brand-new bigger kid bike!
And cake. Auntie Janet stopped by Baskin Robbins on the way to the campground to pick up Kyla’s strawberry ice cream and chocolate cake. Thanks, Janet! Everyone loved it. And darn it, we had to eat the whole thing before it melted.
And look who’s trying to walk! Hi, Parker! We walked several yards this way.
And can a woman deserve higher praise? This woman, my mother, took care of all the food (and clean up), held the babies and babysat so we could go to the beach sans the diaper crowd. Thanks, Mom, for giving me some of my sanity back that I lost on the way to the campground.
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