This weekend we went camping with my brother and his family. We left the Princess with G'ma and G'pa W, and although we missed Evie way too much, camping was a lot of fun. We had good and long hikes, an eventful canoe/kayaking trip, and let's not forget the good food. We had lots of laughs: Doug told some really bad ghost stories. I was leading Doug to the outhouses with my flashlight and went straight into another guy's camp, shined the light in his face to which he responded, "howdy howdy". Blake flipped her kayak and lost her Kenny Chesney hat. I led the group on a 2 1/2 hour hike to the waterfalls that really don't exist at Turkey Run. Turns out that was McCormick's Creek where I saw those. Anyway, here are some pictures of the festivities. In the top picture, Doug is telling Jordan about the boy who cried wolf. Well, his version anyway...you know, the one where the boy blows a whistle when he wants his dad to come eat lunch with him. The next one is of the three of them, looking all cute eating their watermelon. I think Jordan looks like such a little lady with her legs crossed. Then the next one is of Bailey when he wasn't trying to throw plastic into the fire.
