Lazy camper

My head is reeling with all kinds of things to share. Where to begin???

For Labor Day we went camping. In our new camper. (Insert grin here). I used to be pretty harsh to anyone who camped in anything other than a tent. That's not real camping...What a bunch of wusses...That's like having your home in the mountains for a couple days. Well, apparently I'm a wuss that did some fake camping in our home in the mountains for a few days because I LOVED IT!!! Yes, I am a convert. I love our camper. Never again will I spend hours setting up a tent (yes I set it up) and then the rest of camp. Never again will I sleep on an airless air mattress on the ground in a heat deprived tent. Never again will I give myself a baby wipe bath only to find dirt in crevices you didn't know dirt could get into. Nope, not me. I'm hangin out in my 1970's camper with the avocado interior.

Here's Love Muffin's dad playing horseshoes. That's my nephew, Parker, to the left and little miss naughty pants hangin out by the pit. That grey (it's more of a taupe for those of you who are specific like me, but it looks grey in the picture) and white camper in the background is our new baby.

Tommi and I watching the horseshoe match.

G jr pausing from the intense horseshoe match to give his momma some love.

This is why little miss naughty pants gets away with so much. She's too stinkin cute. And she's always quick to say, "I sorry mommy." *Sigh*

Kmac hangin out with cousin Emma.

There were tons of little frogs. The kids had a blast seeing how many they could torture, I mean, catch at a time. There is no guarantee that no frogs were harmed in the making of this blog.

We enjoyed hanging out in grandma and grandpa's camper since it's a tad bit bigger than ours. G jr and Emma played Chutes and Ladders while Tommi played Mangle the Game Pieces.

Tommi (as well as my other two kids) are water magnets. They didn't get it from me that's for sure. I'm going to guess it's from that dude there, the one being splashed by Tommi. He's taking it like a man.

Even little Jack went for a swim. Kmac rescued him though before his behind shivered clean off his little body.

I love this picture of Moose. It's just begging me to start singing something like, "Shake, rattle and roll" or "Shake it up baby now..." Are you feelin me? You're singing aren't you. I knew it.