Camping & Memorial Day

Thad & Sammy went on their annual Father & Sons camp-out a few weekends ago with our ward and Sammy had a blast. He was packed and ready to go at 8:30 am, and when he realized Thad had gone to work was ticked. He was not happy that he had to wait till Daddy got home to go camping. Here he is with a few of his buddies.

And the salamander he caught. The first thing he said when he got home was "Mom, there were lot's of salamanders and Aaron caught 15! I only caught one." (grumpy face)

They even got to explore a cave or two on their hike.

Sammy looks forward to this campout every year. I kind of feel guilty that we don't take the kids camping, but then I watch Peter in the backyard for 5 minutes and remember why we don't. When he's a little older and aware of danger/hazards we'll give it a try.
Last weekend we had our usual memorial day festivities. Sammy has finally outgrown his need to take all the flags from the headstones, but he has passed that need down to Peter.

Then we went to G & G Richards for food and swimming. It was a pretty small gathering with no Morgan cousins in attendance, but we still had a good time. Come back from China Ben & Kir!

Peter commandeered the raft for the afternoon. 

You know it was a successful day when this happens on the way home.

Then after dinner we went swimming again at our neighbors, you know, to make sure the kids were completely exhausted. Peter loves their water fall.

We also drug the shaved ice machine around with us that day. As much as I made fun of Thad for buying it, I think it has been well worth it.

Peter has started a new game in the evenings. If Thad is sitting on the ground Peter climbs him. He's pretty sure Thad is a jungle gym.

Today is the last day of school. Hallelujah!