Morning sunlight and campfire smokeThis weekend we went camping! The weather was perfect and it was so much fun. The Bohemian spent the weekend feeling super-manly at Bikes Blues and BBQ while the boys and I roughed it in the wild with my folks. OK, you got me, we weren't roughing it exactly but with a 2 and 4 year old a tent, latrines and limited running water is majorly roughing it.
Dew covered spiderweb in the morning sun
The original Campitarian. Mr. Golden Curls, what a goof. He wore his "camping hat" (aka plastic bowl) all weekend. We decided he was starting his own cult since we went camping on a Sunday and he looked so freaky!
Not even camping can keep the folks from a Razorback game!
Lil' Spitfire has a live one! It's not camping until there's a campfire and smores!
Ooie Gooie Goodness, that smore's nearly as big as his head.
Dirt covered, scraped knee boys enjoying some smores
We have a visitor! Our good friends join us at the campsite and we get to introduce their little girl to the wonders of the smore! She was born only 3 weeks after Mr. Golden Curls so they've been buds from the beginning.
Grandpappa helps the kiddos
The boys were lovin' the camp chairs
The Bohemian having a macho moment, well, macho until I started running through the grass like a big dork trying to take his picture!
Thanks Carl Dog for giving me this much better pic of the Bohemian!
