camping

We decided to take the girls on their first camping trip over Memorial Day weekend. We have had our 1970-something hand-me-down pop-up camper since last fall and hadn't gotten to try her out yet. We decided that it was best to stay relatively close to home for our trial run, so we set it up at my cousins' farm. It was pretty close to paradise--we camped right by a beautiful creek, had a fire pit, a tire swing, rode the mule, fished in the pond... You couldn't really ask for anything more. Lilly kept saying it was the best day of her whole life. The girls both loved it--even poor little Mamie who happened to be under the one leak we didn't know we had in the camper. At about 3:00 it started really storming and I had gotten up and zipped up all the windows and checked on everything. At about 4:00, Mamie woke up crying and when I picked her up it felt like I was picking her up out of the bathtub. Her pillow weighed about 10 pounds. She was literally soaked to the skin. I had to strip her down and wrap her up in our sheet and snuggle with her to warm her up. When you ask her about camping, she will tell you it was fun, she ate marshmallows, AND that she got wet. I know we'll be going back again soon!

Don't you love how Lilly poses when I try to take a picture?

Our sweet old Scole got to come along. He had so much fun he could barely get up off the floor for about three days after we got home. Jon and I have to hoist him up into the truck with a towel ever since he got hit :(

The girls ready for a mule ride.

Scole trying to scare off ALL of the fish. He sure does love to swim.

Watching daddy get the fishing poles ready.

Fishing with the Dora rod. We actually caught several with it.

Lilly and daddy showing off a good sized bass they caught.

The first victim of the Dora rod. It was a pretty fat little bluegill.

Grillin' corn, burgers, and onions. Why does food always taste so good when you are camping?

Home sweet home. With the potty in the front yard, of course.

Mamie eating one of many marshmallows by the blazing fire (AKA the reason Jon has no leg hair, eyelashes or eyebrows).

Sweet sisters sleeping together. I thought they would never fall asleep, but they did.

And here's the "after" picture of Mamie. Can you tell her hair is completely wet? Poor little thing.