Teepee camping has turned into our summer jam. Big fans. We have gotten so ultra lucky with camping weather that we are thinking about tempting fate and going again this fall.
The dogs don't dig in our yard, but they dug giant holes all weekend. Dakota did the same thing last time we were out there camping. Do they hear things under the ground? Smell something? What is it with the digging?
Maeson and I set up the bedding the first night with the help of our sweet head lamps. Head lamps are a super smart invention. I hope whoever did that first is living large because they deserve it.
I have no words for the camping situation that is Reise. She only packed skirts to wear the entire time, and spent the whole trip digging up worms and catching frogs.
Tiny frogs that had to come home with us.
Something got into our food tub the first night and stole an entire package of hotdog buns, six hoagies, half a bag of marshmallows, and ate through a bag of Chex mix. This was a Rubbermaid tote with the lid attached and a cooler sitting on top. Seriously! Bears!????? Hahaha!!! The next night we caught a glimpse of a fat raccoon, we assume trying for score #2. Unsuccessful. Either he was full from the previous night's carb-a-load, or we secured the tote better. I just couldn't believe anything could move a full cooler, but maybe he was super hungry or had helpers or something.
We were nervous about taking New Dog camping less than two weeks out, but it turned out OK. She was definitely an absolute mess whenever anyone walked by. She did great on her leash, and she slept like a rock. We are learning as we go little things we can do to help her chill out.
Dakota is the perfect camping dog. Hopefully she will show Lucy a few tricks.
We had so much fun and relaxed a ton. The only horrible part about camping is the laundry fiasco it creates once we're home. There's just no way around it; the grimy bedding and the filthy clothes. It's a relatively small price to pay for a fun weekend with my favorites! ;)
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Stopped at Coney Island because Mitch had to.
When we got done eating it was still cloudy and 69*. We decided to bum around and wait to see if it would clear up a little.
By this time we called the water park and they said they planned to close early. The kids thought it was kind of warming up. 71. Warm enough for a little wading in the kiddie park.
It was seriously such a relaxing, fun afternoon. I don't think anyone really cared that we didn't end up going down water slides all afternoon.
We drove by Mitch's childhood house and ran into his best friend's mom who still lives in the neighborhood. She told the kids she keeps up with them on Facebook and she can't imagine they're ever bored. Ha!
Boredom is rare. We can make fun wherever we go. Big love for weekends with my favorites.
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