Camping
We went camping this weekend. It was the first time that the four of us have been camping just us (and both kids were convinced that Gram, Gramps, Uncle Seth, Auntie Katilyn and Bryson should have come with us...), but we had fun all by ourselves.
But we can’t let a little bear get in the way of our fun, particularly when I watch him wander the other way.
“Hi Big Truck! Hi Little Truck!”
My boys, drinking their morning coffee.
After breakfast, we decided to go for a walk. Bella stayed at the cabin because she was really into her book and spent most of this weekend doing this:
On our walk, we ran into Bear #2.
And then a few minutes later, Bear #3.
I’m pretty sure that Bear #2 and Bear #3 were the same bear, but they were separate encouters, so I’m counting them as different. Bear #1 was a lot earlier, so I have no idea if we were just seeing one bear all over the place or not.
After the kids both took a nap and we had some lunch, we pulled out the family book that we were reading (which might be our favorite thing to do while camping...).
Gabe wasn’t so into the book, but between his bike, his trucks, the bouncyball and all of the dirt and sticks, he was perfectly happy.
Sunday morning I woke up to this:
(Don’t worry, he’s in a pack and play.) Originally, Doggie was looking at me over the rail, but by the time I got the camera, apparently Doggie was done saying hello.
And somehow that beginners luck must have kicked in because he beat us terribly...
Seriously, we weren’t even trying to fix it so he won. He just did!
When we showed up on Friday it was raining. Luckily we didn’t need a fire for dinner and we spent the evening in the warm cabin reading a family book.
Saturday morning it was raining a bit, but that’s par for the course around here. It quit mid-afternoon, which meant that we got to hang out by the fire for a long time.
Gabe and I started the morning by exploring the woods around us. That’s when we saw Bear #1.
But we can’t let a little bear get in the way of our fun, particularly when I watch him wander the other way.
“Hi Big Truck! Hi Little Truck!”
My boys, drinking their morning coffee.
After breakfast, we decided to go for a walk. Bella stayed at the cabin because she was really into her book and spent most of this weekend doing this:
On our walk, we ran into Bear #2.
And then a few minutes later, Bear #3.
I’m pretty sure that Bear #2 and Bear #3 were the same bear, but they were separate encouters, so I’m counting them as different. Bear #1 was a lot earlier, so I have no idea if we were just seeing one bear all over the place or not.
We walked down the trail awhile and as we crossed under the highway, we saw a big brown bear print in the mud and decided to turn around and head the other direction.
After the kids both took a nap and we had some lunch, we pulled out the family book that we were reading (which might be our favorite thing to do while camping...).
Gabe wasn’t so into the book, but between his bike, his trucks, the bouncyball and all of the dirt and sticks, he was perfectly happy.
Sunday morning I woke up to this:
(Don’t worry, he’s in a pack and play.) Originally, Doggie was looking at me over the rail, but by the time I got the camera, apparently Doggie was done saying hello.
After breakfast, we decided to teach Gabe how to play 5000. He thought it was great fun!
And somehow that beginners luck must have kicked in because he beat us terribly...
Seriously, we weren’t even trying to fix it so he won. He just did!
And then we packed up and headed home.
I think it was a pretty good way to spend a weekend.
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