Showing posts with label Camping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camping. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

We told the kids that they have to kiss the fish they catch.... I bet they'll be mad when they are older and realize that it wasn't neccesary. Kissy Kissy Fishy Fishy
Bump on a log... Thanks for keeping our fishing poles in working order!
The master at work
...and that's just the half of it!

The legendary spider-man pole... You think I'm kidding? This pole caught more fish than any of our other poles. Spider-Man
you the man... You can't touch this
(cue MC-Hammer)
can't let my three-year old show me up
two of kind
Why fish when you can eat?


Tradition

Last year my mom and her husband went camping up in Beaver mountain (so we don't really know if that is what the mountain is called, but since the mountain is above beaver -we call it "Beaver mountain") anywho last year we envited ourselves on their trip and had a blast, so this year we went again! The torturous sleeping conditions (meaning Sydney is the worst camper ever, who cried all night) won't stop us.... It's a TRADITION! Not only is she the worst camper, but the messiest. It's hard to tell who's dirtier...

Sydney or the dirt...


Kyle: "Mom that is biggest shark I ever saw"

Grandma and the happy camper The boys roasting their second round of "smushmellows"
Camping in "Beaver Mountain" is the best, but the highlight is the FISHING........................

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