After Bear Lake, we went camping. I thought we were going to a campsite. You know ... the kind with at least port-a-potty and hand sanitizer. You know ... the one with little squared off spaces for your tent to sit nicely. You know .. the kind with picnic tables and such, little walk ways and such.
NOPE. Tyler took me into the middle of the woods and declared "this is the place!"
After the initial shock wore off I tried to be excited. I failed for a bit, but quickly apologized for my lack of enthusiasm and had fun.
Daddy's hand made "wiggle rope."The kids were going crazy, and enjoyed that the most.
Good old cheap Fowler fun, it never disappoints!
2 buddies throwing rocks.
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