Camp Mary and Camp Poe
Our campsites were named rather than numbered, as I am used to seeing. Randy and Cheryl's campsite was Camp Mary, and our campsite (to the right) was Camp Poe. What I found funny was that to the left of Camp Mary was Camp Paul....and Mary and Paul are Nick and Angie's parents' names.
Here is Daddy and his boys. The boys are in their "Portland, Oregon" sweatshirts from Grandma Mary. They fit perfectly!
Here are Randy and Cheryl, and Cheryl's grandson, Jack sitting around the campfire. Of course, we haven't started the fire yet, but, it's the location that counts.
And here are Nick, Angie, and Bubba around the campfire. Baby Nick is sleeping in the tent. That is the only way I had enough hands to take a picture.
Baby Nick was getting really cold; his lips were turning blue. So I put him in his pajamas, keeping his socks on, put the overalls on top, covered his hands with socks, and put his sweatshirt/jacket back on. He was stylin'! But at least he warmed up, and his lips went back to pink.
Bubba wouldn't take a nap when we got to the campsite, especially because Jack was there and he was having too much fun playing. I thought it would be fine, because then he would sleep really good at night. But he couldn't make it. He sat down in Angie's lap and promptly fell asleep. He kept Angie warm, and didn't wake up until dinner was ready.
Here is Daddy and his boys. The boys are in their "Portland, Oregon" sweatshirts from Grandma Mary. They fit perfectly!
Here are Randy and Cheryl, and Cheryl's grandson, Jack sitting around the campfire. Of course, we haven't started the fire yet, but, it's the location that counts.
And here are Nick, Angie, and Bubba around the campfire. Baby Nick is sleeping in the tent. That is the only way I had enough hands to take a picture.
Baby Nick was getting really cold; his lips were turning blue. So I put him in his pajamas, keeping his socks on, put the overalls on top, covered his hands with socks, and put his sweatshirt/jacket back on. He was stylin'! But at least he warmed up, and his lips went back to pink.
Bubba wouldn't take a nap when we got to the campsite, especially because Jack was there and he was having too much fun playing. I thought it would be fine, because then he would sleep really good at night. But he couldn't make it. He sat down in Angie's lap and promptly fell asleep. He kept Angie warm, and didn't wake up until dinner was ready.
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