While camping we also took a little time to go fishing. Of course we didn't catch anything, and I think the kids were interested in fishing for maybe five minutes.
This little daredevil scared me the entire time. I really really really didn't want to have to jump into the gross lake water to save a baby boy. Of course he spent the entire time trying to climb the railing, sticking his head between the slats and trying to pick up things in the water. I quickly decided he needed to go somewhere safer, like the playground.
See the big bruises on his forehead? Yup he was in the camper for maybe fifteen minutes when he fell out and face planted on the gravel. Of course Grandma warned him not to lean on the door. But he did anyways and then Ava opened the door and out he fell. I saw it happening but couldn't get to him in time to grab him before he fell. Oh, this kid.
Ava used a stick to fish. Surprisingly she didn't catch anything either.
Carter has a nice little cast. But he still doesn't have a very long attention span for fishing. As soon as I mentioned the playground he was gone!
Daddy used his new knife from Uncle Jay to freshen up his shave a bit.
I just want to kiss those sweet faces. Looks like fun was had by all. Meme
ReplyDeleteVery Fun but tiring! Gramma went to bed early Sunday night. My D-I-L is to be admired for keeping up with the trio everyday and her patience. They are very inquisitive and active--always learning--this is a wonderful thing!
ReplyDeleteI need to put myself in training now to be ready for September.
Love, Gramma