I wish I could have captured this boy in all his glory literally bathing in dirt. Yes, his face is coated in dirt. His clothes are filled with dirt. His feet were black.. literally black. We called him blackfoot for those two days. So gross! But hey.. he had a good time. That's what counts ;-)
That dirt was dusty dirt. And he just sat and rolled around in it, aerating the dirt..I used maybe 20 baby wipes on his arms and feet just so he could eat and put socks on. He did well on his own which was great for us. He didn't run away too often, and he got to see a campfire and sleep in a tent. I wish I had pictures of Jonah.. jonah got to go on the raft trip with the older kids and grandma. It took him some convincing but he got in -with a life jacket- into a river after rafting down it for a couple hours. Lucky..
This is Sam's cousin Clover. Clover is 8 months old and doesn't like strangers :-( My sister in law has video of me making her cry.. I swear, I was only trying to play peek-a-boo. She just wasn't into it I guess.
Again, the happy baby. And this is the way you go camping with a baby. Sam was so good the entire trip! He was completely content being penned. I kinda wish he were walking so he could go exporing a bit. I wasn't about to let him crawl in that dirt though. Who knows what chipmunks would nibble on him! Yes, we were invaded by chipmunks.. every day. They came out and I was beating them off for an hour before I called it quits and Tyler and Sam and I all went back to the tent where I took a nap.. and the kids.. again, content. I couldn't have asked for more from them.
Tyler wtih bed-head the last morning. Ha ha.. :-) We were all happy to go home, although the boys would rather have gone to Silly Grandmas. They wouldn't stop talking about it, all the way home. Argh. We may have to take another trip to Oroville before the summer's out. They absolutely love it there.