Well, we went camping this weekend with Bo, Grandma, Uncle Jason, Aunt Tiffany and friends with their two children.
The campground was having their Halloween celebration this weekend so there was lots to do including pumpkin decorating, ghost crafts, pumpkin bowling, hay rides, and of course trick or treating. There was also a movie played, but it was raining, boo.
Carter and his decorated pumpkin
Grandma took care of our littlest boy
I gave Ava a piggy back ride.
Cute picture, right? Just pretend you don't see the hair blowing into my mouth.
Our campsites, it is sooooo pretty camping in the fall!
Our campground TV
The kids would hear the tractor coming with the hay rides and start yelling "the tractor is coming!" All the kids would race over to the hill and sit down to watch and wave at the people on the hay ride. Pretty soon, Carter started calling it "our TV."
Dawson is able to keep himself wonderfully occupied for hours with some dirt, sticks, leaves and a bus or dump truck. By the way, he is dressed like Elmo in this picture for trick or treating, he just wouldn't wear the hood.
Ava was a princess
Bert and Ernie were there as well!
I put a spell on you dog
Aunt Tiffany and our not yet born cousin ANDREW was there as well! Doesn't she look awesome, despite being almost 30 weeks pregnant?
Mike was still dressed like a naturalist
Uncle Jason sported a beautiful princess crown to everyone's delight. It was his scaredy girl costume, according to Ava.
The boys after our morning hike
Once again we enjoyed ourselves and the beautiful scenery. The kids had a blast playing with each other and kept each other occupied and busy the entire time. Unfortunately we did get some rain Saturday night, but by the morning it was done so we could still enjoy the park a little more.
We also learned the hard way that if you take a baby whose regular diet does not include refined sugar and then allow that baby to each a good amount of trick or treat candy it will be DISASTROUS! Dawson started crying at bed time and I tried sleeping with him cuddling him, rocking him, walking around with him and playing with him, but he would just not calm down. Finally I told him if you don't stop crying I'm going to put you in your car seat. After that he refused to go back in the tent so the two of us hung out in the van while he screamed until about two am when he finally crashed. The entire time I remember thinking about a story my Mom had told me about someone giving me a coke to drink when I was about one and I stayed up all night crying and screaming. So I guess this was my payback!
But despite that hiccup, we really did enjoy ourselves and look forward to coming back next year!